Gross and boring part lots

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gross and boring, part... lots

so miss karate comes in with dinner and i take one bite and say i dont want the food.

"why not? its custom made for you!"

i get 2 choices, thats it. i said i wanted meatballs instead if none of the choices were wanted, but this was too much effort from their side.

"do you want water?" i oblige

she hurries away, and i ask her to empty the dip spit.

"do you think this some sort of hotel?"

of course. she cant walk for more than 50 meters every 15 mins. and turning around is unheard of. somehow shes too impatient to knock on the door and wait a second (everyone else is like this as well), so she whams it open and says "knock knock". i get frightened every time.

ive been yelled out here almost every day for 10 months.

"you havent been so nice either lately"

maybe im just tired of your treatment?

i tell her i want a sandwich instead. she doesnt respond. i repeat it.

now its been 45 mins, ive beeped 7 times, and i dont get anything to eat at all.

no apples or bananas to take either. every single fruit and veggie now uses leather polish as a conversative. theyre completely inedible, unless you like the taste of vaseline on everything.


av Tommy Mnemonic (ris och ros)


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