Every time I open my mouth, my life is endangered, dane. So I'm just, like, never going to speak again, dane. Ever. EVERRR.
I know I'm typing right now but it's the same thing, dane.
From now on I will express a man's humble ideals of truth and morality that will definitely shake the pillars of understanding in pictures, dane. And song. Smoke signals
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