There's a moth on my wall. It hasn't moved in a while. But so anyway you're jealous. Of me. And of Alician. Because a break dancer flipped over her. And I took a picture. And I got mixed berry gellatto. And it was someone's birthday at hooters. And Spider Man threw a ball at us. And we called Ben, and yelled into the phone about drugs, and "The
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