Cranial Jar

Excuse me, ma’am, but what aisle is the alprozalam?  I think I’m really in a jam, this whole big thing with my fam, is gushing like a broken dam and my face is looking like a ham and I know that my son named Sam will tell me to stop crying.  That will hit me like a “wham” of pain and of that I’m really not a fan, I always bear more than I can and my brain may be like that guy named Stan, from that Eminem video….oh, man….I need a zan….abar….and a car that will get me far away from here from my cranial jar.

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