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104 fucking pages.
One hundred and four fucking pages and I have an ulcer now and oh yeah,
still one scene to go.
One MAJOR fucking scene to go.
Why the hell do you let me do these things?
One hundred and four fucking pages and I have an ulcer now and oh yeah,
still one scene to go.
One MAJOR fucking scene to go.
Why the hell do you let me do these things?
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I saw a funny icon yesterday that made me think of you. It was something like, "English, the kind of language that lurks in dark alleys, jumping other languages and rifling through their pockets for new words."
or something like that.
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Too true!