I'm actually cleaning my room today. I'm going places, so don't hold me back, baby.
gimme some doggone room up in here. Show the Lake some respect in this. He deserves a bit.
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arise and seize the day.
that old man pulitzer, he can't do nothin to us. boom.
I thought that the previous comment was my friend Andrew, however he has confirmed that it wasn't him. This greatly disturbs me. Who on earth could copy Andrews beat poetry so well? Who but Andrew himself?
You will be found out.
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