Its been said I'm dreamy. Also, there is no off position on my genious switch. I aspire to win the lottery. I still haven't had my chance to see Richard Marx in concert. I might become a priest and work up the ranks to pope.
R.I.P. Rob White
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Hey Babe,
Remember when we went to the beach and drank that twelver? We were so wasted we passed out. I got that gnarly sunburn; ghetto. Breather. But ever since then I'm totally backing you. You're bitchin'; I'm fully blazed; obvi; we got a radical future in front of us. I'm so stoked.