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"There's more where that came from..." *points to pænnùs, smiles, falls down flight of stairs, transforms into loaf of bread with Steve Harv
if anyone in my family is having a hard time picking a birthday present for me here i wrote a poem to help:
horses eat hay
LET ME GO TO LA
This here is Merica, we don't eat crepes and talk foreign. We eat bacon and speak Merican.
I always find shit out.
I might not say it right away, But I know.
*looks at self in mirror, holds a thumbs-down for 45 minutes*
holy shit a rich old white lady raised in the south is racist