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| Well good friend, I think it is time we parted. | |
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| What? Why? You need me! Think of everything I have done for you. | |
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| You have always been there for me, but you scare most people. Do you realize how hard it is for people who look like bums? Girls don't dig the dirty, old transient look and police don't trust you. | |
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| Sure they do, and think about this: when I'm gone, how will you ponder things? You will have nothing to show that you are in deep thought. | |
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How can you compete against a beard that knows kids in the hall?
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| How can you be so smart? Beards aren't supposed to do this to the person who grew them. | |
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| Face it, I am the better parts of you! Without me, you are nothing! I can never leave! THE BEARD SAYS YOU GO!!!! | |
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