I think Ive figured out what my problem is. Im wrapped up like a douche with a rubber-handled knife.
Now excuse me while I kiss this guy.
Now excuse me while I kiss this guy.
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My sweet car, wheels gone like the thief who sold my somber moon. My heart is cold and black like the moors at 3:07 a.m. night the godless Scottish nights. Heroin, the only lover that truly feels my pain. Have you seen my MP3 player?
I can't stop laughing!
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