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It was a rainy day, when my brother
got wet. He probably should have expected it. Still, it was a shame when he died of pneumonia. None of us expected that. Least of all him. Mum just shook her head and said, "I
am going on a date, bitch! Do not even THINK about sleeping with him... he's mine!" I was floored! I was substantially more
satisfied after a good cup of hot cocoa. I always found that hot chocolate could make the worst of days seem sweeter, especially with a shot of coffee and brandy . I was having one of those days.
And by that I mean when I wake up in the morning and have my cup of coffe I like to be left the fuck alone... not bombarded with
...well, you know, the usual bombardments. I don't need to explain those to you, do I? Of all people, you know what I'm talking about... Or you should. After all, you're me. Now, let's just rock back and forth together in our straitjacket until the sh
