This thread has taken a turn for the worse. I'm debating whether to do nothing, salt the wound, or cut the leg off... Maybe I should just ford the river and GTFO.
But yeah, enough about ballsacks...
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Life is just blah, blah, blah
You hope for blah
And sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah
And waiting for blah
And hoping you were right about the blahs you made
And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out
And you're surrounded by the ones you blah
Death shows up... anddd blah, blah, blah.
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