Please Pay Promptly

I’ve figured out what’s wrong with you.

The problem is, that you don’t exist. Also, you have a minor fracture of the left tibia.

You won’t need a cast, nor should you be concerned with death.

You could use crutches for the next several weeks, I guess, and you should dwell carefully on the word “meaningless.”

If you will be walking up any stairs, or considering the eternal void, go slowly, one step at a time.

Come back and see me for a checkup, or dream about it instead, they are the same.

That will be $100.

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