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I feel like a flat tire that is being slowly removed from a car in the middle of the night by a man that doesn't know what he's doing. And there are crying baby twins in the car waiting on the incompetent man to finish up so they can go home and be changed. I feel like that flat tire... but what the man and I don't realize is that there is no spare in the trunk under the carpet. That means we gotta call triple A and rent a room for the night.
Sorry for being flat and ruining your night. Hahaha... oh nevermind.
Sorry for being flat and ruining your night. Hahaha... oh nevermind.