And he drove it into a curb tearing up his wheel.
I'm beside myself right now
Starting to see my limit on how far I'm willing to stick my neck out to help him at this point.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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