This ain't a bird, it's a Dickens character.
What kind of person meditates for a solid week, anyway? A weird person, that's what kind. The D-a-W will probably end up being one of those yogis who are always burying themselves alive just to show off. And I'll be known as the guy the guy who talks to his wife once a week through a tube in the ground. Don't I have enough problems already?
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