No poetry, no nothing these days. Having bad dreams about losing math tests, although losing them may be better than handing them in blank. Anyway, a link to something so funny I had to stop. It was starting to hurt and I stopped breathing. Now, this is some good satire .... Laugh alone, they break out the syringe. Laugh with others, the staff of life.
Enjoy.
Enjoy.
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