News from a sleep deprived person.

Today, counting the fact that this is Three in the morning, is the Fifty Third day of no sleep today.
But today is different.
Today...
...I feel tired.


So, yeah. Now I'm going to sleep in my comfy bed for Fourteen, maybe Sixteen hours. Bye.

'Ello, This is the person who lives with "Guillotine" here.
I read his little message - he seemed so tired that he put down "53".
I think he was also a bit drunk.
Yep. He was, I can smell the Alchohol.
Well, the 53 was actually Nine days. Don't ask how he got 53 out of that.
I guess he thought 5 plus 3? But that would be Eight.
Don't question a drunk mechanic.

~Love and Quesadilas,
"Guillotine"'s Sober friend.
Who shall remain Anonymous.

I also have no idea how he spelt correctly.
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We don't know how he does many things, actually.