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It was strange, they would listen to machinery grinding while jumping up and down wildly. The kids praised car crash and Michael Bay explosions. This was a religion?!

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"This sex robot has an oddly specific way of asking to smoke," I thought. "Sure, knock yourself out." It lit up a cigarette beside me in bed, servos whirring. "But *why*?"

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have some sense and carry on with his, her, or its life. I want this being to know - who ever continues this thought - he/she/it is not alone. I bequeath you my personal slogan:

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I hate the sulfuric, egg smell of it. I wanted to gag right there. But I had to keep it together, I didn't want anyone to know that I was afraid of dirty water

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The answer, of course, was Kevin Bacon. Not Francis or Roger, but Kevin. Kevin rated a 6. Twice as much as sex.

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care where they ended up and how much it would cost me. How could it cost me I'm making money. I should've wondered but I didn't. Nobody else did either. What does it matter a Man

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mattered, anything from the tank? He didn't pause, he didn't think. Nothing from the tank matters. You're from the tank, you don't matter Clone. He was my friend but he was BEMA32X

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put you there in your seersucker wearing Panama hat. With a cane maybe and attach´┐Ż; Carpetbagger. Government agent, functionary, apparatchik, what you do there. In The South: that

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eside a rainy day jar of currency in case we had to leave in a hurry. Everyone craved a look at her, it reminded me of the Holy Grail. Men would die to find my girl, but it was all

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me talking in my sleep about how I hated their cooking or I secretly wanted to put Rock Salt shots into their dogs ass for barking all damn night. I am tired cause I don't want the