Vex
Vex
No, this is not a
Weird Al spoof of a
forgettable Motley Crue song. I’m in a quandary. Winston Smith is dead. No, it wasn’t from the rat.
Anyhoo, he left cookies – an open bag. Is it wrong to eat one? The cookies don’t have a soul, right? An open back is nearly valueless, yes?
These are the questions I struggle with, to avoid real questions like who goes to the thing, what now with the kid and do I deliver what I wrote.
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