I have this intense derise to go sprinting down a street, any street, barefoot. I want to be wearin' some shorts. I want to be wearing a clever, original, fresh white hanes. I want my hat to fly off my head mid-run. I want my hands to wave around like a crazy man! I want my own fuckin' theme song. It's summer, kids. Summer
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i'm too harsh.
maybe you were just trying to be clever.
if you're going for that whole... spell-things-wrong clever.
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and desrise, well we just wont get into that
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"He was instructed to hire only blond Slavs, Mr. McCone once told me, on his father's theory that blonds would have the mechanical ingenuity and robustness of Germans, but tempered with the passivity of Slavs."
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