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It was another typical day in Leisuretown...
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| So I jerked off about 50 times today, but what's it all really about, I mean, we're all heading for a total global fuck up with nothing but our asses and foul language to depend on | |
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| In the end it won't really matter what we've done, or where we've been, or any of this. We'll all be left with just our memories of who we thought we'd be, and all the things we failed to acheive. | |
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| I should probably steal something now. Or maybe shoot somebody. | |
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