149. Rubber skin and plastic bones, warm ducks and hard dolls.

I'm soloing and I sound like a duck who honks barks instead of quacking quacks.
I'm going to embarass myself and dunk my head in a toilet bowl of pee when I'm done.
Regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret regret like a bajizillion times.

SIGH.