Oh, yeah, the ball.

The fright struck me when I received a virtual letter this afternoon. An answer. An answer to a letter I thought I would never ever hear from again. Letters danced before my eyes. Words were completely intertwined. I was flooded. Overloaded with compliments I became. Several feathers, even some pleasant ones, were expertly planted up my ass. Until the actual content came to me. I was forced to keep writing nonsense. Forced. Because otherwise...

Don't you believe me?

Judge for yourself.

You understand that I shot right into my wick and slapped the bounced ball behind my rickety keyboard.

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