People Pound

First time poster. Long time cripple. Running with scissors? No, but I used to spin them in the air, and then try not to look as they whistled back down. No, no scars, not from that, anyway. You whine about the drunks, I'll swerve or ditch, because I fear them a whole helluva lot less than cellfake nation. If you'd like to make a call, please come back to life, hang up and try again. I didn't think so. Two tons x
two, twin terminal tacks. Or did I mean cellflake nation? Hmm.