We worry and think far far too much. It is as if we enjoy the pain the worrisom side of us brings. Then we top this worry wort with a generous dose of aches and pains, moan and groans, then we pour the syrup of hate over the whole pile. Oh yeah! God does not exists, otherwise why would "HE" let me go through this crap? Me the inocent free spirited loving guy! OK then! Let us find the real colprit and hang him by the balls. Oh wait, it is ME! dahh

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