Medals. Two of 'em. DAMMIT MOTHER, LET ME SELL THEM. Who the fuck needs something made of gold as "memory"? =| C'mon, at least one. I need cash, dammit. Let me fucking decide what I do with my property, geez.
Man, the violinists at the ceremony winked at me. Both the male and female violinist. Thank god they just graduated.
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