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hahahahaha, game 7 thursday! A Chance for a repeat. I have waited for this day all fucking year, every fucking close game, every fucking sleepless night thinking about stupid plays or idiot fucking sports broadcasters, all comes down to this. I remember last year when the pistons won the title and i got piss drunk and saw a shooting star. i was so crocked i wished for the pistons to win the title, and they had already won. Yet maybe my wish really went towards this year! Maybe my drunkin wish helped them get to where they are. or maybe i was just drunk. or maybe thursday is going to be a great fucking day! I have this feeling that i am on the verge of something really fucking cool, but i have no clue what. My outlook on life needs to become by best friend instead of my worst enemy. That's what could help.