My Friend Baxter
My friend Baxter is not really my friend. To be quite honest, he isn’t even real. Yes, nothing more than the faintest whisper barely escaping the mouths of the naysayers, but when it does escape that’s when Baxter gets his true ultimate power. The power to crush your ways of thought. No aluminum foil hat on my head. Just good ole american lies brought to you by a negative imagination of the sorts.
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