I tell you man, I just do not have anything right now to write about. My imagination...well, I just haven't...I just want to write a fuckin' song, you know?
What if you stop thinking about it so much, farmboy...
Oh, man, I know and I completely agree. I'm too fuckin' conscious to write a good song. Pisses me off.
Think about other things. What's something you're interested in?
Um...I'm fascinated by wild animals. I'm fascinated by dogs. I love dogs.
I know you do.
Man, if I had a dog my life would be so much better. But, you know, I live in an apartment and I work all fuckin' day and I doubt that I can really afford a dog. But it's something to work on.
You'd feel less lonely, farmboy.
Yeah, I know. It really is something I definitely want in the future.
Listen,, man, I'm gonna go to bed. I'm just now realizing how tired I am.
Get a good night's rest, farmboy.
You too, man. I'm gonna continue thinking about dogs. Maybe I'll dream about dogs. Couldn't hurt.
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