Dammit fool, call me back or your ass is going to the fishbowl tomorrow. I wouldn't joke about something like this. If you're of no use to me, you're of no use to anyone at all.
Asshole!
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Once upon a time there was an average girl living in a very disenchanted society in which pills were the cure for everything that ailed a soul. Embittered, they sent out their outlandish waves of happiness and mania into the world, meanwhile never losing cynosure of the deep dark fears of losing it all. Without them, we merely flounder in a society abreast on an ocean of tainted tenous splendor. With them, we are hopeless, lost, and artificially satiated.
Whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.
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