I think I slowly keel over to the drugstore where you weigh yourself after ingesting several aspirin tablets. Please refrain from filling me in on the details. I write the way a rancher thinks at dusk. If you unwittingly allow adverbs into your hesitation, I drop when the shoots spells out an intent. The lines are long here in the west. That's capital W. "As you were," comprises syllables I've come to like. I do that anyway: swamp cool my own inventions. Would you like to see them? I could offer you a demo but these don't come cheap.
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