fortytwo

So, just over a year later, I've got a story I'd like to tell you.
Okay, here it goes.

There once was a sheep. The end.
What do you mean that's not the end? It most certainly can be the end. Oh, it's not properly constructed like a story. Fine.

There once was a sheep named Sheep. He died. The end.
What now? For the...
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This morning when I stepped out of bed, I fell flat on my face. Not because my legs were still asleep. But when I stood up, instead of having the blood travel upwards with me, it decided to stay in it's same space. This posed the problem of having no blood in my head and not having eaten since breakfast the previous day caused several...
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