In the beginning...

He is having a heart condition!
HUMMINGBIRDS!

No pulse, am I dieing...goddamn cocaine, I need a beer to slow the heart rate, can't die this way....BEER = SLOW
118 pulse rate am I dieing...head pounds as John makes sure I'm not dieing from heart working tooooo HARD

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John stokes cat...while my heart races, like the Indy 500...Fuck Oswald...I have so much scar tissue(that I wish you saw) because of that rat bastard...such an asshole that Oswald...I mean he drinks Bud Light, who drinks Bud Light? Oh wait, besides me, I am drinking it now but thats cool because I can walk on two legs, Oswald is doomed to be on all fours like a whore the rest of his fucking life, poor thing...come to think about it the bastard doesn't even have balls, whats the point of living with no balls...poor bastard deserves a drink of Bud.

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WEED = BELL CURVE

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