Depression
Okay, Okay, enough with this, I am sick and tired of hearing all this depression. It
is time to cheer up. Strike up the band. We are going to sing a song, (crickets
chirp). What is with you people. Is there no joy to be found in any of your souls.
Now come on and play a game with me, I spy (more crickets). Okay fine wallow
in your self pity. I am going someplace else.
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