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my daily struggle, master gesture driver
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okay, now give me that special look that says "step off before i gum you to death, hippie." yeah just like that! man, you're the best model ever.
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holy crap, bedhead in atlanta with matching sheets
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tim of the incinerator
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we may have been the last ones not there to destroy it
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where they go in or where they come out
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you're not so formidable, after all
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i guess heaven is closer than we thought
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make sure the trash is tidy, would you?
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where the most speakable things used to happen
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i guess it has a lot of owners
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come my brothers, let us shudder and stick like no shopper has ever endured before!
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yesterday's toys, tomorrow's toothbrushes
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young and old, and in between
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the moses of electricity
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i think we might be lost
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the glimpse
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you shouldn't be here
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overlooking the stray dog
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irish.
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the eponymous bulldog
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rah.
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eyes up here, bucko
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phase change
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we could all learn a thing or two from dewey
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thwarted
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the largest umbrella that doesn't work
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morning in the garden of good and evil
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the lingering souls of the dead are very humid