Phil, the Thabit's President street. You talked, I listened. A lot. Your kids were young. You loved your wife very much. Holes in your shoes, but you were committed. Saw you do 4 parts twice. Cecil, at your house in the slope many times, knew all your band members, moved you, bull****ted at the Schoenberg center. Okay, I was close, you were friends. Yeah, I'm forgettable. You guys are still geniuses, I work with the retarded. Water finds its own level.
Not a vegan right-track. Don't get me started there. I'm not one to wear clothing with slogans. If you want my opinion just ask me. I'm full of it, in many ways. So whatcha doin' now guys.
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