I can predict what they're going to play on the radio next (of course, around here, that's pretty damned unimpressive as, nine times out of ten, it's that damn Staind song), I can tell when the phones' going to ring but not who's on it, and while I can't forsee any national disasters (not that I'd want to be able to if you think about it), I can tell if "the Simpsons" is a non-summertime-occuring repeat.
I am *very* curious to see how CFL and I are psychic friends. Don't point the similar plot twists out until they happen, okay?
Speaking of strange and mysterios things, I have an
*IMPORTANT WARNING* The following few chapters are brought to you by whatever funky-ass shit is in these cold pills. I apologize in advance. The two or three of you who actually read "Holiday Special" (it's in the "Jack Frost" forum, if you are *very* brave) know why you should all be VERY scared.
But, then again, the first word in the title IS "Insane", no?
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