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Thoughts from December 4, 1994
The Diary of Wienie Frank How the funky chicken are ya? One of these days, I’m going to wake up and smell the coffee bean hair balls. Today, I’m looking at my life with a newfound fear. I’m afraid I may be in that well known psychological state known as Laziana (for people from Nebraska,…
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