At the end of the day, your brain is just a meat computer in a bone cockpit piloting a skin robot. You think the world makes sense? Nothing makes sense, so you might as well make nonsense!
Rotten flesh (no joke they had limited edition halloween skittles, some tasted like grape and some tasted like rotten flesh)
At the end of the day, your brain is just a meat computer in a bone cockpit piloting a skin robot. You think the world makes sense? Nothing makes sense, so you might as well make nonsense!
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