God, I love you, Santarea. I had a green ranger for years. Now I have a red mustang (midlife crisis). I'll be switching to a Lincoln LS as soon as I'm not impoverished (fucking divorce!).
And my throat is killing me because I shouldn't have had all that sake Saturday night, but sometimes you have to get plowed stumble around with your coworkers. It's just as natural as breathing and whacking the weasel.
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Philosophy, cake, and sodomy. Mostly sodomy.
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