Music always sort of sharpened me up. You were not put on this earth just to get in touch with God. So we cracked into him lovely, grinning all over our litsos, but he still went on singing. Then we tripped him so he laid down flat and heavy and a bucketload of beer-vomit came out whooshing out. That was disgusting so we gave him the boot, one go
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