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| And I woke up with a splitting headache thinking that maybe it was already too late... did I hit it too hard... Maybe not hard enough. She said that I would forget long before she did...but she was wrong. The old italian guy frying the pasta had it right from the start... an elephant never forgets... and they never cry unless they get shot... or stuck. So you can take the lessons and the reebar and you can shove them where the sun don't shine because sometimes I don't want to think about it... and other times it's all that I can do to stop thinking about it...Radially. | ||||||||||||||||
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| Try not to fidget too much and don't let the itching drive you nuts... it'll pass... I know... I've been there. And you think that the Man is so busy trying to mess with you... watching your everymove and conspiring to take you down a peg or two... maybe all three... But let me tell you something: the Man don't even know that you exist... and if he did he wouldn't give a rats ass in the philipines about what you're doing...Why would he? you ain't done nothing worth bothering over. I know that the itching is bad and that you think that the only answer lies in another hit... off with the Mans head... But don't swallow that...Don't swallow this... just don't swallow that. | ||||||||||||||||
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| and nobody knows better than you how momma hates dirty teeth and stinky gums...moldy armpits and chlorine-smelling groins... scales ... peeling flesh and infected urethras. you gotta think twice these days just to be sure... and if you change your mind and decide that you want back in just knock...I'll hold you in the shower and watch you puke... better than the other.... make mamma... | ||||||||||||||||
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