Hey Brain!

Yeah, I’m talking to you.
No more glue-sniffing or whatever the fuck you’re doing when I am not looking.
Seriously. I dreamed about the goombahs from Jersey Shore repelling a zombie/alien attack all night. I don’t even watch the friggin’ show.
NO more of that, alright?

Thanks,
~The Mgmt

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Hey Brain….

That thing you do? You know, with the whispered asides and the biting sarcasm and the undermining of confidence?

Yeeeeahhhhh, I’m going to need you to knock it off. Its kind of fucking with our ability to coherently put together ideas into a story format. Being as putting ideas into a story format is what, and let’s not kid ourselves here, keeps us sane you idiot, it is important to not disturb that process.

We have enough on our plate without adding a trip to the local sanatorium for an extended stay, mmkay?

Love you. Mean it.
~The Mgmt

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