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He eats bullets to take their power. He’s not very well, but he might be bulletproof.
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He eats bullets to take their power. He’s not very well, but he might be bulletproof.
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Bank queuing, that irresistible urge to tell everyone to get on the floor
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Asleep, dreaming of The best nights when I dream of being asleep and dreaming
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I need more dead bodies in my life
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Is it rude to send a congratulations card to your old employer’s cancer
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I once knew someone who claimed that when hungover her teeth went soft.
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That point at the end of winter when your bones feel damp.
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I have reached the age where my October Surprise is that I’m still alive.
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To be is to one day not be, so why ask the fucking question
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