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Originally Posted by montsnmags
The white-white, midnight, parasitic ones don't exactly rebalance your chi either.
Cheers,
Marc (an hour from sleep, hoping for dreams of puppies and ribbons...good puppies, not the ones that grow in your brainstem and then chew their way down and out through your exit strategy, and lovely, yellow satin ribbons, not those ones that live in your digestive system consuming all your food so that you starve to death with a full belly)
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Puppies growing in your brainstem? Nonsense! That's simply a residue of a multiple surface reflection of your sweet life-long puppy friends. The reflection was distorted somewhat as it made its way across the synapses that reside near your taste center which were upset by a rather notable lack of chocolate (thus the images of so much white-white probing fronds in search of chocolate) because you've been drinking too few Zany Carter Patricias of late (possibly due to Patricia's recent relative absence at MR). Please have one or two dark chocolate sweets when you wake up and the anomaly will disappear and be replaced by vivid and wet images of puppies licking your face. Sweet dreams, Marc.