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i'm here waiting for the evil that is my job......hello . my name is israel and i'm from the center of the earth, and you? did you ever see the color of the plain upon the grain inside of your brain waiting for the train on the day of new fallen rain?

dees arr thing we ask oorselves....

this is how i feel when i get to work.....insane...
and it's not even the fun crazy insane..
its the aaaaahhhhhhhh! type that bugs you in to a corner and makes all the pretty girls look at you with sloppy eyes....."go away evil mastobator!"
so i'll walk away and log on to my computer screen- the wolves are getting restless.