The Mannequin

When I walk with old friends it always seems like they have all this stuff organized without me.
I feel like such an outsider sometimes, which is ironic because I spend most of my time indoors.
To solve this depressing issue, the logical conclusion would be for me to walk outside alone, in the dark. Then I would reach a state of true bliss.

 Or would I? I guess I'm too lazy to actually do that on a regular basis, not to mention I need sleep to get up early in the morning. Well, I hope this was an amusing moment for us all. Including people who walk alone at night.

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[Insert Jeff Here]