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i love espresso! its white crack if you get what i mean .. i was up trying to think of clever thing to put into my comic entell the we hours of the morning just to wake up to a simple buzzing sensation in my left arm... my eyes of course felt a lot like cement i had some how made my way up the 10ft pile of cloths on the couch and the burrowed into it leaving my legs and torso exposed need less to say my uncle Ben took one look at his espresso and said "this isn't enough to even begin to deal with this situation." and then walked out side to smoke a cigarette my mind wasn't registering anything at the moment having to do with the usual morning daze so i was promptly surprised to see the grinning face of the devil him self when i open my my eyes and then the brief tumult of falling of the couch and having the pile of cloths bury me again. at this point i just wanted sleep and took immediate advantage of the situation of so i thought that i would as i pulled a pair of black satin boxers off my head. "its really too bad"i thought to my self "some people just don't eat right in the morning!" as i ate second slice of the peppery pizza "and then they wonder why they have bad mornings.."