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how do you manage to sit out of reach? your clock's so off, it’s ridiculous. it’s starting to BE me. my whole body can’t take it. my whole body can take it,     come over.
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 7:56 PM UTC
sunday funday
how do you manage to sit out of reach? your clock's so off, it’s ridiculous. it’s starting to BE me. my whole body can’t take it. my whole body can take it,     come over.
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 7:56 PM UTC
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