3.11.23


. . . comment like tha always made him laugh laugh out loud
                                                                   You know who youre talkin to
he looked sheepish

Dondo tha It don look good on ya looks like shit

I forgot myself.

Not an easy trick
                   Closest I come is a sheet of paper Ive copied pushpinned to the covered corkboard in my cubicle  sports a charred Bill the Cat Bloom County at the bottom  printed above is I’ve gone to look for myself. If I should return before I get back, keep me here.

I’m sorry.

No need to apologise
                        Though if you were truly sorry youd say I apologise  Sorrys wha everybody says to get a miscue behind them off the cuff mindless    Meaningless

   I apologise.

I accept your apology
                         So go on  Say it once again

I said I’m starving to death. he rolled his eyes

Youre not

What if I think I am?

You can think youre not

   Good point.

I thought so

But I eat three meals a day . .
. . An snack
              An dessert evenings

Yes.

Yah

I have no idea how you eat only once a day.

I don think about food
                         I think about fuel

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1246,  Reggaefriday,  3  11. 23

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