gravey-grave was feeling so cozy, too.
okay, whatever. sooo…
wear this again? why not?
if it looked good last month, it still does, right?
god, i’m a genius.
no more washday blues.
hey, what’s this? on my feet?
that wasn’t there before.
better get some powder or something.
“i felt bad that i had funky junk on my feet,
til i saw a zombie who had no feet at all.”
where do i get this stuff?
man, could i go for some brains right about now.
i wonder how many calories there are in brains?
oh who cares, i’m losing weight anyway,
finally! none of those other diets ever worked.
grapefruit diet. shut the fuck up.
brain diet baby, hell yeah, drop a dress size, woohoo!
where’s my mp3 player?
flip this baby on….
shamble hoe-nay, do the shamble, that’s right lalala…
coal workin it,
from beyond the grave,
even death can’t stop me,
paula abdul watch and fucking learn, girl.
oops, can’t forget to feed kitty…
kitty kitty, here kitty, mama’s got brainy feast for youuuu.
there you are!
i got to go.
be a good kitty!
see you at dawn.
ha! some things never change.
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