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A Day in the Life of Gaylord ManluvYou wake in the morning to your phone buzzing next to your ear. Its 12:30 in the afternoon. The sun creeps through the slightly cracked window of your mother's basement. You checked your phone and see that you have seventeen unread texts from your many girlfriends. They're all still in middle school so they haven't learned how to not be clingy and annoying. That's ok. You forgive them.A Day in the Life of Gaylord Manluv by Pinkydarn
You roll out of bed to go get breakfast. You manage to find some stale poptarts in the cupboard. They're bland and crusty, just like your personality. You really love poptarts. You cry.
By the time you've stopped crying and finished your breakfast its about one. You realize you haven't pestered your best bro John Outhouse in approximately 17 hours. Thats a really long time. After a few moments of staring off into space, you decide you should run over to his house three blocks away. You have to make sure he hasn't forgotten about you. This is urgent. A lot of people forget about you. They never answer you