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haha.... nice what did you get them talking about?

 

I asked how I should kill myself. Dude told me I shouldn't, so I asked to speak to a woman because I needed a feminine "touch", so to speak.

 

Seriously, what's so hard about giving an honest answer as to how one should off oneself without cancelling the life insurance?

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well, since you mentioned that you like to hang out in parks and drink before, i think you should go to moscow and hope there is a copycat chessboard killer.

 

 

 

 

 

for real though, don't kill yourself.

 

That loser should kill himself. He didn't even get to his goal of 64 murders. He only got 63.

 

And of course I'm not gonna off myself. I might see the Red Sox win the World Series in a week or so.

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What ever happend to predictability?

The milk man, the paper boy, evening T.V

You miss your old familar friends, but

waiting just around the bend.

 

Everywhere you look (everywhere)

There's a heart (there's a heart)

A hand to hold on to.

Everywhere you look (everywhere)

There's a face of somebody who needs you.

 

When you're lost out there and your all alone

A light is waiting to carry you home

Everywhere you look.

 

Extended Version:

 

Ahhh Ahh Ahh Ahhh Ahhhhhahhhh

 

What ever happened to predictability?

The milk man, the paper boy, evening T.V.

When did I get to living here? Somebody tell me please

This whole worlds confusing me.

 

Clouds as mean as you ever seen.

And a bird who knows your tune.

And that little voice inside you wispering.

Kid don't sell your dreams so soon.

 

(Everywhere Verse)

 

Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Chity Chi bob botta

 

 

 

 

edit: tv psychology is overtly gheyed up.

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real mac n cheese is made by fat black women from the south.

 

I am a fat black woman from the south.

On the inside.

On the outside I am a fat Mexican woman from the south.

 

I was lonely and had to talk.

So I asked some dude if I can come pet his cats and kiss him on the face.

I told him I would cook him dinner.

Now maybe I won't be so lonely.

 

It's what I do when I need someone to fall in love with me real fast.

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