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I scream, you scream, we all scream for her.
Tonight I had some cherry pie that did not taste so good to make me cry. Maybe it's because I am an immature boy stuck in a grown man's body instead of an actual grown man. Or maybe the pie really wasn't that much of a sweet surprise.
The lyrics to that song, as Maude Lebowski would say, are ludicrous.
Swingin' in the living room,
Swingin' in the kitchen.
Most folks don't cause,
They're too busy bitchin'.
Swingin' in there cause,
She wanted me to feed her.
So I mixed up the batter,
And she licked the beater.
What?
Outstanding.
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No no no, that's not gonna help. That's not gonna help and I'll tell you why: It doesn't unbang your Mom.
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