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I hate television commercials. Beautiful models don't work at Sonic. Country stars don't fall in endless love competing for the spotlight. My sister can sing along with the Bisquik commercial. Pour your pancakes out of a bottle, who needs to cook with love anymore when we can have whatever we want NOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWEATEATEATEATEATEATEATEATEATNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOW.
Christmas is the perfect time to tell all the d-bags you know to suck it hard. I truly believe in peace, but I'm an imperfect human and sometimes I feel so good saying, "why don't you take a flying fuck at the moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon." You know.
Christmas is the perfect time to tell all the d-bags you know to suck it hard. I truly believe in peace, but I'm an imperfect human and sometimes I feel so good saying, "why don't you take a flying fuck at the moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon." You know.