Proloftin is a disgusting drug. Even rhinos do not deserve to have it administered (westministered…. finistered) the their veins (brains…. lains…). It is not so bad in idea, for it makes your world go soft and cloudy as though enveloped in cotton. The problem with this drug…bug… rug.... Snug…. Where was I?
I can’t remember. I can’t quite make out the words above what I’m now typing, so I can’t really tell you what I was about to tell you very effectively. This is due to proloftin, a drug derived from rhino tranquilizers. I pity the rhinos…
Ah…. It seems someone is trying to give me something to eat. What is it? She is telling me to stop typing and eat right now, retarded lapdog that I am. Hmm… normally ormally I’d get mad at that name, right? Riiiight…. So why don’t I care now ow wow?
Because I snug as a bug in a rug in Westminster finister banister where the brains rain rain rainrainrain…
Ah, here’s Sichisel, and she is showing the food to the person who called me a name which I can’t quite recall and she is saying something angry sounding like “Mon frere something something ne mange pas something something, et tu es something tres stupide something SLAMDOORLOUD.”
Why am I telling you this? Oh. Someone asked about my day. Was it the same person who just slammed the door oor floor? Now I’ll lay down and think about how I’ll get out of this room which someone has written on… but I can’t really get out, as the door as wooden and thus refuses to open even when asked politely..
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