To live is to love, to love is to live.
You evah hear of a magic screw?' I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.
She smiled as sweetly as a show poster for the glorified, all-American Ziegfeld girl just before dumping her second cigarette into Wally’s fresh cup of coffee.
In a world like this one, only the random makes sense.
Dude, this is a stoner conversation and we're not even high
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