Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Special

Be okay, Schultz. We love you, please be okay.
You made me nervous enough to adapt my nervous voice, even trying to repress it didn't make it go away.

Schuster's was fun.
I was a good Clown, and things were good.
I'm happy.

Doesn't mean I'm not worried about Schultz,
or happy about being home alone.

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