Onxi Toker took his final hit of BROMO Dragonfly and then shuffled out of the bathroom amazed at the ability of his organs to keep up vital processes.
"Time and space are meaningless to me now," he muttered to himself in a form most likely incoherent. If he had actually read that book on Hinduism last summer he might've been able to make sense of this. Massive heart-pangs and orange squiggle fibers filled up his mouth-hole and he didn't know how to bend his elbows.
It was in this state that Onxi remembered he had a show to perform. It was a good thing he could still feel the methamphetamine.
Oxi stepped out of his class and prepared to walk to the theater. "I hope my professor doesn't mind me skipping class." Toker had a porn addiction and he had no clear reason to wean himself off it.
So it was our libertine young hero crab-walked back to his house to masturbate. And it was a good session yes lots of young anime girls and he didn't hurt his willy one bit. No one is richer in life than Oxni Tucker.
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Onix woke up with no real idea where he was. "I have no idea where I am," he said and then laughed really hard at the joke. Then it hit him. He was at the the theater. "Oh man I really really have to get going." Oxi had a show to perform. He needed to rush.
Make your way backstage
or
Do your daily zen meditation
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