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AHAHAHA. Guys, my sarcasm is viscous!

Does that mean it sticks to your face?

On a different note, hey neighbors? My cat's desexed. It's not difficult. However, it is apparantly quite hard to tell that she is, because your noticeably un-neutered tom has been yowling under my window all night, and I swear if you don't remedy the situation soon he will be returned to your doorstep as a HANDBAG.

Poem: Apple Pie

The sweetest apple pie
My darling (die)
It's made with love

And lover you will find
That love is blind
Just take a slice

(Just try this coffin on for size)

And in the breath before your final cry
You'll catch the scent of apples and goodbye

(I really make the sweetest, bake
The sweetest apple pie)