What a deal.

What a deal.


I’m so crazy; I destroy walls! I start with those color sticks others use and break them against walls; I then call myself your brother and do it again with your fee books. Uh.

Then; write on a wall all day long; it doesn’t have to be tag;

That’s a real job.

You never know yet what it might produce; if even destroyed;


The work can’t be.


I remember when those things were like a one hundred dollars for a one hundred of them

And then a terrorist stole them; who’d want a child’s child toy; or something like that;

Uhm, in any case; they started being was it twenty for the one hundred; is that a deal of terrorism you get to draw more or as much or more actually; why is it more actually.

What a deal.


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