He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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I think I’ll create a new imaginary friend.
I have all the stuff I need, except bleach.
I’ll get some of that when mom’s not looking.
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Who’s in charge of the clouds? We’re not supposed to have clouds today. Send them away. And the rain? What’s with the rain?
Heads will roll!
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If I lose my mind, I’m taking yours and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.
You have to sleep sometime…
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Do you ever hear music when there is no music playing, but you heard it anyway? Would you like to know why? There’s a party in one of the rooms in your brain. Tap on your forehead and tell them to “Knock it off!” The music will stop. Now you know.
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Imagine if you had absolutely nothing to wear.
Your guts would show.
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