i laugh so hard about your joke
i'll take the hints
of the sneeze and the orgasms
and the tissue
and some pepper
the woman on the the train with you,
now laugh,
i also laugh with you, yet not knowing me
really
we are miles apart, and you with your
present problems
losing one of your identities
this danny reynolds, you tell me
i do not have they say
this sense of humor,
Loll
Lol,
it is unjust to say the least,
in my country one day
i was admitted to the maternity hospital
on bloated stomach
filled with laughter
they think
i am pregnant.
(ulol!)
oh, lol!
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