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have you ever noticed how people love to one-up each other on bruises? next time you get a bruise, show someone and start to tell them the story. betcha you get interrupted: "so yeah, my arm is turning gr--"/"you should've seen this one time when i was walking and i tripped on a snail and my knee turned the size of a cantalope and it turned purple and yellow and blue and grey and even some orange. man, that was something. i wish had taken pictures of that one. but, um, yeah, what were you saying?"
anyways, i crashed my mountain bike last tuesday. and yes, i did vote beforehand. man, that was something.
ultimately, i suppose this is really of no significance. if we're not in a race for first, we're in a race for last. this all, of course, applies to whoever is the most tired, has had the least amount of sex in the past year, has to work the most, has gone the longest without having sex, has the coldest apartment, makes the least amount of money but can still afford to drink endlessly, etc.
i said i bet that you look good on the dance floor
i don't know if you're looking for romance or what
i don't know what you're looking for
well i bet that you look good on the dance floor
dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
from 1984!
anyways, i crashed my mountain bike last tuesday. and yes, i did vote beforehand. man, that was something.
ultimately, i suppose this is really of no significance. if we're not in a race for first, we're in a race for last. this all, of course, applies to whoever is the most tired, has had the least amount of sex in the past year, has to work the most, has gone the longest without having sex, has the coldest apartment, makes the least amount of money but can still afford to drink endlessly, etc.
i said i bet that you look good on the dance floor
i don't know if you're looking for romance or what
i don't know what you're looking for
well i bet that you look good on the dance floor
dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
from 1984!