I was five foot nine. Now I'm five foot three. What did I do wrong? What's happening to me? I'm starting to qualify my statements instead of quantifying lately. I think that means that I may soon become the man who turned into his mother, the man who turned into his mom. I've got menopause and a bachelor's degree. I no longer like Jim Carrey movies. And when I hear my neighbors have sex I want to bang on the wall, and tell them to behave themselves. So I think that means that I am the man who turned into his mother, the man who turned into his mom. I accept my fate. I shall soon transform. I shall be the one of which I was born. I'll get used to it, things have changed before. How much could it hurt, for things to change once more?
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