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My grandfather had this wicked ugly little head that laughed, and he used to chase me with it. Oh, gawd I hated that thing. People used to threaten me with it. I hated my grandparents house because of that little fucker.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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