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You know Byron, it's a great time to be a homosexual. I know, but not as great as it used to be, especially 5 years ago when homos were flying high, higher than blimps. I had a hernia back then so I couldn't enjoy being a homosexual as much as you did. I know that's right. My uncle was alive then. Was he a homosexual too? What do you mean: 𝘵𝘰𝘰? Oh nothing. I celebrate your homosexual denial. It's like having rabies and lupus at the same time. That's true.
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