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there's a party in my pelvis

going to the doctor again this morning to have my follicles counted, measured, roped, branded, and herded to market...or something like that. paul calls it

follipalooza

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I will remain unwashed and anoint myself with patchouli in your honor.

so what's unusual about that?

oh ho ho, we do have fun.