And now the latest news of the day. I, the owner of happiness, I’m allowed to perceive that and I feel the truth wiping me with a wet rag, as if I was dusted as if I was a shitty piece of furniture, and that means by no means better than any hooker, and after all: that is what we have – THAT – for which I am infinitely grateful -.
OK? Alright, good hearts? I thought so. Then clean, but very casual!
We, good hearts, all know what we have to do over and over, and if we forget, we’ll read it here
And then … we do it – do it – do it!