This neighborhood smells like rotten eggs. If you're male, you get stuck with the bill. I mean bodily fluids. I'm worried about you. I am your mother with my face on her body. I need some intoxicants. Rolling down the mountain. I want these calls to be sugar packets of love from your Mother. Your mother has been blow away by wind...or a lawn blower machine. Think of me when you think of diapers. (Bad customer service ensues during the call. My apologies). I almost swallowed a can of wheat germ I was so angry. Dairy Queen employee gave me sass. No onion rings was her fault, not the manager's. I was so angry I asked for a glass of water, she said that will be thirty five cents, and I made her watch me swallow the entire bottle of wheat germ...dry. I went to the hospital because of suffocation that turned into a convulsion fit. I had no insurance after the divorce. Have you ever been uninvited to a birthday party? Sedatives, no translation for my tapes, write a poem about me.

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Produced by Mark Baratelli