massages sent?

did gore and travolta get any?

heh, i kid, i kid… said podesta.

STAHP!

my ego, id, and kekituitary are at war with each other…

I'm pissed, I'm laughing… crying… grieving.

"All this for a larp?" I heard in my right ear…

While my inner voice proclaimed, "Psyops will do that doncha know."

My head is spinning.

Please, Hillary, make it go away!

At least, throw me semi-conscious into a van and take me to therapy.

NO, WE DON'T NEED THERAPY!

WHO AM I TALKING TO? …there's no one else here…

JANE, STOP THIS CRAZY THING!

FA-Q. FAQ-ME

Nurse Wrached? Is that you?

Q? help?

Come back Lassie.

ShalzBOT.