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Me no press on clay tablets lately. Me been living the dream. After me club talker, me relocate and find garden. PARADISE! Me eat and sleep all day. Me could rub crotch with no she-thingy yap in ear. Me live happy. Then almightygod kick me out of Garden. Say me have choice. Either me let Talker move into garden with me or me move out. Me laugh and ask what kind of choice that is? So, me gone.

But me have final laugh! Me tell Talker on way out "Why your butt bigger than before?" Me saw her run straight to water and look in backwards and not move whole time me get stuff together.

Me write more often now.