ABC sitcoms have nothing on my full house.
Soooooo many voices; I swear I've heard torrid sex secrets of the mouse.
FIN.
The boat you tripped on in 94 finally arrived back on shore. Welcomed with flowers and getting laid. Eager to speak, they listen; thank you say. But it wasn't all you thought it'd be. It's reflective of the moment that you thought you had me.
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