I don't want to type a lot. It's not what I'm here for, so suck my dick (and I don't have Peyronie's Disease, it just rhymes).
I hope a giant whale jumps out of the depths of space and lands on Earth and kills us all.
Count it.
I can't wait till I get to hang out with Jason. I have a pretty good feeling I'll end up dead.
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Haha.
What?
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