Robots. I asked to the doctor if he could make me intellectual. He replied that his pills would be ineffectual. So I had a few pink ones and a bottle of brainwash. Which he assured me was only given to the posh; To polish up their aspirations. It made me feel as if I was a loss cause probably... Sign in to see full entry.
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