It was the darnest thing. I woke up in my old bed, went to the bathroom to take a leak in case I was still drunk from the night before. In the middle of my business I look down and there I see my eight-year-old sized penis. Holy crap on a cracker.
I had, somehow, come back. The last twenty years of my life had been erased, as if nothing ever happened. Which meant, I had -not got- to do it all over again. And this time was even worse, because this time I knew every fucking thing that was going to happen. To top things off, I soon discovered, there was nothing I could do to change a single thing. If it had come tails, tails was going to be every step of the nightmare.
I had, somehow, come back. The last twenty years of my life had been erased, as if nothing ever happened. Which meant, I had -not got- to do it all over again. And this time was even worse, because this time I knew every fucking thing that was going to happen. To top things off, I soon discovered, there was nothing I could do to change a single thing. If it had come tails, tails was going to be every step of the nightmare.
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