Right. Birthday was yesterday, so I'm 19 now. Dad-a-chick, did-a-chum. Chissit chassit, commala come come, work to be done. Charyou tree, come, reap, the world has moved on and the Crimson King is playing the fiddle as the roses burn. Now that I've gotten the urges to make obligatory Dark Tower references out of my system, we can move on. It
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but yea, I wasn't trying. I could have done something like sing a song, but I just didn't feel like it.
Besides, I got a fluffy Barbie dryerase board out of it! :-D
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