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| God, in your inifinite wisdom, you created me. Now that I've lived out my whole life with many difficulties--I must ask...what was your purpose for making me this way? | |
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| My son, there are many who see my hand in everything from the colors of the flowers to who lives and who dies. But in all honesty I can say... | |
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| ...that your mother got wasted one night, went skinny dipping in the ocean--and fucked a hammerhead. | |
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