"Honk! Honk!" I cry, joyously.
"Honking is for clowns," says The Man. "You're a serious goose."
Resigned, I stifle my honk, and with it my very soul.
"Honk! Honk!" I cry, joyously.
"Honking is for clowns," says The Man. "You're a serious goose."
Resigned, I stifle my honk, and with it my very soul.
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Hoopla
cried until i passed out reading this. truly tragic. The Man should be force fed to wild vermin.
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this is so true
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