Man, I'm so fuckin' tired. I just thought I'd check in, see how you're doing, that kind of thing.
I'm fine, farmboy, but you look and sound tired. Are you planning to go to bed soon, by any chance?
Well, as a matter of fact, I am going to go to sleep. In a bed. I love my bed.
I just wish I didn't have to get up and get busy all the time. I mean, I feel like I'm complaining about work all the fuckin' time. So let's move on. Which, in my case, means going to bed. I'm feeling sorta dingy now. So I better go to sleep.
Goodnight, farmboy.
Goodnight, pal.
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