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Make a puddle! Make it with a
peepee, whiz it here and there, strange how you can create beautiful patterns out of those puddles
and I could make out shapes of Pac-Man being chased by those monsters. I had Pac-Man fever. They told me that it was a withdrawal symptom and I
immediatly locked myself in the attic with nothing but some mouldy paper dolls to occupy my time with. It quickly became a harrowing experience since
I'd somehow woken up at my best friend's wedding after a quick snooze, and realised that I was wearing nothing but my
white linen tea towel, and a pair of oven mitts, "Ready or not dinner is on!"
