My friend has problems. He is in need of divine intervention due to his need for adult beverages. He once called me on the phone and had a crazy story. Steven, I left an oily Lion at feline vets. I was a little stunned. I aksed him what he was talking about. He rambles on. Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live. Seeing how my name isnt steven and I wasnt sure where he dwelled I was perplexed. Now he gets really loud. Even crazier. God lives evil dog. Evil dog? What..... I know now my friend has completely lost it. He apologizes for getting loud. In a soft voice he whispers "the devil is out to get me". I said something assuring to him. Devil never even lived. My friend then got quiet. I then told him I would come over to help him. I hope my friend gets straight. For all our sakes.
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