Watch your mouth. your speech is slurred enough that you might swallow your tongue.



I'm sure you'd want to give up the ghost with just a little more poise than that.



Or was it god who chokes in these situations?



Running late? No, no, he called in.







Problem : The hospice is a relaxing weekend getaway,



where you are a cut above every sick sad patient.



Where you're on first name basis with all the top physicians.



Solution : Prescribed pills to offset the shakes..



to offset the pills you should take...um..



take it a day at a time (fix a vice with a vice.)



That's when you stutter something profound to the support on the line.



And with the way you've been talking every word gets you a step closer to hell.



A pessimist? No I just can't help it.



To say what everyone else is thinking..(let me state the obvious again.)







I am alone in this bed, house and head.



She never fixes this but at least she makes me forget




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Panic! At The Disco (패닉 엣 더 디스코)