I can manufacture fireworks. I'm the kind of guy who would ride a bicycle on the way to pick up his bicycle. I have a fetish for things on wheels. Notes play constantly in my head, sounding like thel equivalent of giving a pen to a hobo and asking him to draw for you. And the hobo is on crack. I paint pink the persons that I dislike. I will only travel to Africa. Earthquakes get me all excited. I break my limbs once a month or so. I give women paper flowers that burst into colorful flames.
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