My brain stopped working on Thursday. It's a damn shame too because of the things that my brain had in it. Awesome things. Things that would just blow you away. Thoughts that were so deep, so thoughtful, so metaphysical that even I had trouble keeping up with them. But alas my brain stopped working. So I have nothing, absolutely nothing, that I can write in this blog. The only thing I could think of when I started writing this was "You're ugly, your feet stink, and you don't love Jesus". That was the best that I had - one putdown. It's not even a very good put down because I didn't think it up. Nothing else up there anywhere. It's sad really because I'm usually so brilliant at these things. I don't know if my brain will ever start working again. I hope it does because, you know - thoughts and shit. Kermit said no one could tell the difference anyway. I don't know if he was trying to make me feel better or just jerking me around, but he and Camo are laying in the floor just laughing hysterically. I kind of think they are screwing with me, but I can't be sure because you know - brain doesn't work.
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