My personal life just...blew chunks all over me. Big ones. Made of diarrhea.
And now that no one will ever be able to finish their lunch ever again my work here is done just, that's where I went, okay?
DON'T BURY ME; I'M NOT DEAD.
Do you realize what you've done.
One must be beautiful in order to die, or the drama is only a comedy. Therefore,
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