We had an argument and I realized that I was evil to begin with. My good side was stupid; obscenely so, and frighteningly forthright about it. When I saw him on television, I knew it had to end.
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| one... and two... and three... and four... and five... and six... and rest.... now the other leg! | |
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| one... and two... and look! We're sweating to the oldies! Your'e doing it... you're becoming mighty! | |
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So I put him in the dungeon of stop signs, to save my faltering sanity.
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| May the world be rid of you once and for all. I am ashamed that my genetic material ever produced you. | |
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| And two... and three... ooh, look! a stop sign! Gotta stop! | |
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