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When I'm tired, I think of anything. It's like being high without being high. XD You only remember the weird moments or you're with an awesome friend who just videotapes the whole thing and you play it back later.
AND I DONT WANT YOUR SPOONS AERO! GIVE THEM TO ALFREDO! /screams and hides/
No, we didn't find anything actually. We were too busy studying what the heck is wrong with my brother. I think he's smoking something or another. The other day he was running around talking about how the pedophile ice cream man ran over the rainbow unicorn named Alfred. And then that you could only kill the octopus with a gold sword. And then that I was hiding the shotgun we never had. We don't even have a shotgun but he went on and on about it. When my friend said whatever he was smoking, she wanted some, he said she'd explode if he gave her any. O.o