This is basically my boilerplate for whenever I’m late with a piece of work
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That is POETRY
where would it fall in the hierarchy
Why were you in a bad mood?
he was getting really heated with them
Certainly above food, that’s for damn sure
I was scared of it cooking my berries
don’t think I like the idea of USB clothing
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You’d always put it on the wrong way round first
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Yeah but I’d probably go full gopnik and start crouching everywhere
Annoyed they haven’t called them Hot Pants.
this is like the sort of stuff scribbled in the liner notes of radiohead cds