Yawn, what the hell happened here?
Huh, whatever happened it musta been fun.Oh shit! That's right, I'm leaving today.
Just gotta take all of this stuff and...........fwing.
A drive-a, drive-a, drive-a, drive-a!A drive-a, drive-a, drive-a, drive-a!A drive-a, drive-a, drive-a, drive-a!BABIE TIEM NAO!
Huh, how the hell did I end up at an art's festival?
Got sold a magazine by one of the Zendik agrarian cultists.
I spread to them the wonderful word of J.R. "Bob" Dobbs.Suddenly; our hero is distracted form his missionary work for food and beer.
GTFO time.
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