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I confess to getting irrited when lines extend into traffic at the local Popeyes. I'm always in the wrong lane.
i don't think you're alone there. interestingly, the small-minded townies are having a field day insulting my article over at the coast. they remind me of that bob geldof song:I don't care if you tear down trees, I don't feel the hotter breeze Sink in dust in dying seas, and I don't care at all Na na na etc. I don't care if the third world fries, it's hotter there I'm not surprised Baby I can watch whole nations die, and I don't care at all I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind at all Na na na etc. [add in here, as long as you don't critique how I live, or threaten my conveniences.]
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I confess to getting irrited when lines extend into traffic at the local Popeyes. I'm always in the wrong lane.
i don't think you're alone there.
interestingly, the small-minded townies are having a field day insulting my article over at the coast. they remind me of that bob geldof song:
I don't care if you tear down trees, I don't feel the hotter breeze
Sink in dust in dying seas, and I don't care at all
Na na na etc.
I don't care if the third world fries, it's hotter there I'm not
surprised
Baby I can watch whole nations die, and I don't care at all
I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind,
I don't mind, I don't mind at all
Na na na etc.
[add in here, as long as you don't critique how I live, or threaten my conveniences.]
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