It was a cold dark blue day. Midnight had pasted nearly four hours ago and now a new day has started and I'm thinking jess I feel like a farmer getting up so earily in the morning But this is part is my job I'm going to be a crazy for writing kind of guy. Yeah! It still sounds right after I've writen it.
“*Insert racist stereotype joke here if you have a sick, sick mind, which I obviously DON'T have. You know you're thinking it.*”
