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i cant wait to ride my bike i cant wait to start skating again
i cant wait till my hand is fully healed

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[ifandonlyif]

Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses
And we have to clean-up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear women's clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts
And buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes devour us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun
And we will probably go to ****
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen

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yes yes yes
so good

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i can't wait to hang around with matt holander.

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aw i cant wait to hang out with hannnnah