Discombobulated


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    Just home from the pub and oh look, why are all my books in a pile in the corner of the room, and wow that smell, and why is my plant squished against the sofa, oh right, the painters who were meant to be here tomorrow were here today, wow that smell, anyway I wasn’t planning on sleeping here while the paint was drying, oh hello pink bunny, but I guess I got the wrong day, so I’ll sleep among the paint colours, I mean paint smell, ha words are funny, and it’s quite nice when you get used to it and the pink bunny leaping across the ceiling will keep me company and now my ears are smelling purple stripes and what was I saying oh yes something about paint I forget but the floor is way more comfy than the bed and I’m just stay here while something I dunno wow my toes are laughing