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| On the one hand, I really let down my friends and all the people who trusted me. | |
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| On the other hand, I have all kinds of cool goodies from the different places I've stolen things from... I got the FAMOUS Buff Bagwell hat! It's a mark's dream come true! | |
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| Still, too many people know that I stole the hat and other stuff. At least one is in big trouble and set to narc me out... | |
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| But what do I care. People sing my praises. I am GREAT! I don't need the approval of those jobronis in the locker room. Who are they anyhow? I am the only important one. | |
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but maybe not as much as some folks would like.
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| They wouldn't DARE blackball me. I have FANS! The FANS wouldn't care if I am a thief. They see me as a REBEL anyhow. | |
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| @#%$#@$ all those guys. Nobody is more important than me. | |
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