The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“I am pretty sure I never said that exact phrase. I said they are grown here, and not in a laboratory downtown like the rest of the fruit you find in the supermarkets. Besides, what makes you think the apple has had some ‘funky shit’ done to it?” Billy says.
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