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PolkOut.com is touching you! Touching me.
I hallucinated a f!cking ham. A f!cking HAM. I have to reiterate that I did NOT make this sh!t up. I freaked the hell out, rolled up my blanket and tossed it in the hallway before going back to sleep at 3 am. When I finally woke up I noticed the damn thing lying around and remembered what the hell happened.
The descent into madness continues.
So, in other news, I saw that goose again. I was pulling into my driveway and there he was with that spastic tongue of his. I started taking really sh!tty low-res pictures of him with my new cameraphone, but he noticed me and--once again, not made up--started chasing me. I ran screaming back to my house. Not that I was scared of him, well I was just generally scared because I didn't want to kill him. I could kick him in the head, no problem, but his kids were right there. I saw Batman, I know what happens when you do that sort of sh!t.
Also, Manhattan Special is the single greatest liquid ever. I won't even bother going into why, just go buy it and try some.
Well anyway, this was sort of a midweek quicky. Ideally, I'll update again this week...maybe Thursday since I've got that day off. Adios. --End Transmission--
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