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And maybe it was because I had a bit too drink and I was cold, was the chick with the purses and the dude with the toys. I was trying to pay attention and look for some meaning, but it was lost on me. And Teedra Moses, while the lady can sing, someone in her camp should tell the woman that the dress was cute, but not for wearing on stage when the legs are open and all sorts of bits can be seen from every which way. Besides that, everything was fabulous, as per the norm.
Yes I know my enemy, they're the teachers who taught me to fight me. Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission, ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite. All of which are American dreams
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