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You know when you're sitting at a desk or whatever and you realize you're resting your chin on the heel of your hand, lost in contemplation about why anyone ever wore capri pants or the passing of Robin Williams or what you wish you'd gestured at the asshole who sat at that green for like 3 seconds this morning?

It is there that you will find me. I'm sure you understand.

You know, it wouldn't kill you to call once in awhile.

If you have two X chromosomes and are not transitioned, please send me/us pictures of your boobies: clunk[at]feetchips[dot]com thank you very much as the kids say these days