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i am a staggeringly high-functioning drunk.
At some point last night, I apparently ploughed my entire farm and sowed a week's worth of fucking crops in Farmville
(for those free of this sickening blight on the digital world, it's a weirdly addictive but entirely assinine farm-simulation "game" on facebook).
Woke up and went "shiiiit, I'll have loads of withered crops..."
*checks*
No. Even though I can't remember going to sleep, I apparently had the presence of mind to sit down and spend 20 minutes on AN IMAGINARY FUCKING FARMYARD LAST NIGHT.
christ.
At some point last night, I apparently ploughed my entire farm and sowed a week's worth of fucking crops in Farmville
(for those free of this sickening blight on the digital world, it's a weirdly addictive but entirely assinine farm-simulation "game" on facebook).
Woke up and went "shiiiit, I'll have loads of withered crops..."
*checks*
No. Even though I can't remember going to sleep, I apparently had the presence of mind to sit down and spend 20 minutes on AN IMAGINARY FUCKING FARMYARD LAST NIGHT.
christ.
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The first rule of farm club is you don't talk about farm club.