Hephestus and Me

Hephestus is yee so almighty, Officer Richard. I put the smackdown on smakcdown as I fight for your notoriety. I am the best manager that has ever been. I pick you and your number two, Randy Orton. Let's stage a BOXING match between YOU and your match Wade Barret. Like little/ big toys in a ring. I will call the play by play with the example of dolls of the two of you that we make that day. I miss you severely. Pop around and find me. I will be so excited to say hello. We do not have to talk about the ugly, let's just be entities in the vicnity. Why yes I would love to go to lunch with yee. It is all so crazy, but I just manage the ego, id, and superego of the man in front of me. The rage on the page this week is against the issue in my life of domestic abuse. Let's just not go there. Sergii almost just popped into Caribou. I ran into Caribou (code name) yesterday and spoke to him actually. He is a Mall of America entity. Now he can be here any time to meet my need for positive telepathy. Keep those thoughts to yourself, because this Aphrodite is not that pretty right now. So much weight, so shameful. I do understand, in part, the grand plan. I must push away the anxiety by meditating over Doritos or Starbursts. You stay strong. In my thoughts you will always be free to play actually.