I'M FEELING LIKE I'M STUCK INSIDE A BIG MASK OF SOME NONDESCRIPT WHITE GUY...ACTUALLY, I DON'T FEEL LIKE THAT AT ALL. I'VE JUST SPENT 15 MINUTES LOOKING FOR A PHOTO THAT CAPTURES HOW I FEEL AND CAME UP EMPTY. YAHOO NEWS PHOTOS HAS LIKE 40 PICS OF THAT GUY RIDDLED WITH FACIAL TUMORS AND QUITE HONESTLY THEY'RE HARD TO LOOK AT. THEY GIVE ME THE WILLIES SOMETHING FIERCE. SO I RUSHED THROUGH MY SEARCH FOR FEAR OF COMING UPON YET ANOTHER PHOTOGRAPH OF THE GUY WITH 30 LBS. OF TUMORS ON HIS FACE. I FEEL BADLY FOR HIM, BUT I HAVE A BOOK TO WRITE AND SEEING HIM TOTALLY FREAKS ME OUT AND MAKES IT HARD TO WRITE. SOMETIMES I DON'T KNOW HOW I GO ON. I'M A HERO, REALLY. I MEAN, I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY AND WRITE A BOOK AFTER LOOKING AT 40 PHOTOS OF A GUY WITH 30 LBS. OF TUMORS ON HIS FACE.
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