There are good vibes and bad vibes to everything nad peanut butter has the bad vibes. Everything my dad eats has bad vibes and I don't get how he's still alive with all the horese manure inside him. THe percocets must kill the poison. And I can't make my hat. It's a cat hat. Or a mat. Rat hat maybe or just something to sit on and hit on and spit on

They jdruged me.'

Their little experiment vibe voices told not to take my meds so I won't because I trust in the God Force