I like to let down my hair and go grazing in the green fields. Relaxation is good for you. So take time to combat your stress: fight hard and settle the score. I passed high-school by writing prophecies, taking naps, disco dancing in my sparkly silver coat, and slamming giant soft hammers around. Then a gulf opened up before me, and grenade bombs with liquid flamethrowers came spitting out. “Hold on,” I said; “cease fire — I gotta talk to this dame.” Then Mother Nature and I spent an interval in the back of a taxi.
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