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My earth mother handed me a notebook. It was a College Notebook. She said that she found it while she was cleaning the i-Beam Stopper Cabinet. I flipped to a page with a Monkys bookmark.

My expelience in Chapan. The turning of my chronicles began right at Hotel Yesterday on day san (3). It was a Monday. I lost my 100% discunt ticket. Empressing as it seem, I misidentified myself as a storeway and was stuck up on the puss. The strife was ratrified only by a chat with toor leadel. Blush! The timing was already 2 'o C()Ck on Tuesday mourning when I checked in Hotel Yesterday. Tuesday wasant an improvement. Firstly, I flashed my Hotel Yesterday key down key down the toilet. Secondly, I realising my Super Brain panic chew of gum's lefting miles array at Aripot! Thirdly, I smeared homo soap water all over my Sony Ericson C1002S Communicative Mobile Phone. damn! damn! damn! damn! damn! damn!

With a lump of Geraid on my fringe and a badly ribbed Get Killed(m) t-shirt, I was the last one on the puss. Anotherly, I rise to the fact halfway I forgot my Piping Hot! I'll be frying over the jungle for suer! Next termination: Star-Rated Sight Seeing Toilet. Prepared to pray to God-Jesus, for the Vorsch is Yet To Come.

I sense people starring at me. Goodness me, I forgot to put on the Nipless! My friend, Lovely White Gir was wondering why I placed both my hands there gently all time. I said I was bewaring of peopie. The smell of Fragrant Panda Droppings and Bang Bang feces only made me sicker than sick. Love drug didn't help contain myserf either. The Sunny sun fought UV peacefully into my unprotecting epicarp.

After the Hello Rabbi and Cherry Bear show, we go to the Pasta Fear scene. I paid for my chpegiti. The teller disimpressed at The visage of Mary Gilmore on the love note.

"10 OJi Dollars? Take a grip of steering! Please of a pay in Chapanese Yen." said the Terranous teller.
GOD. Lost Ticket, Flashed the key, Homo Soap on C1002S, no nipless on, and now, forgetting of the change of money! I feel coke. I hate myself and I want to die!

Came on the heroine, my friend. She paid for me with a Visa.

Next Up, at the Sodami and the Angel Puppy show (of a talks of a sheila identified Sodami to dogs). The maiden kissing of myserf was with a dog! I was stationed at foremost column, when Sodami summoned my onstage for a tissues time. I was to query the Angel Puppy and tickle it with wearing a Pork Joy. Just then, the angel puppy ensued a blow superior right up my face! french kising of my lips! Mogumoguhamuhamu!

"Rerax yourserf!", Sodami says. But the Angel Puppy's saliva equates Mets Hard in taste. Le Puke on the stage.

I had a Blue Tuesday also.

On the pilgrimage back to Yesterday Hotel on the puss, toor group was being pubicicly outragous they tease me me. Lovely White Gir says, "You got killed to get noticed! Guys will fancy you!". I kept my washed up face on my lap.

Not the truth, I paved mandatory a fine to Key Fuctory for a replacement Key when we got back.

"100 OJi Dollars?! not not not, it is 6000 yen!" the receptioninist oracled.

Crack ups repeat themselves in history. I don forget all the good time.