In which I talk about us four (Lance Tankman, Reese's Pieces, TayTay, and myself) and then skip over to things that aren't supposed to happen and then think about that feeling of needing to GET OUT and how I don't think you can really understand it until you go through it. I sure didn't.
I hope this 'excerpting' thing works too, otherwise I'm typing all this for no reason and just wasting my time that could be better spent doing something productive. Or, you know, watching the Food Network....
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