In middle school I fought a fat bully, and his punches felt like he had pillows for fists. Too bad he hit like a nap, because I was the one that put him to sleep.
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I just invented a way to put the smooth sounds of a saxophone directly into a trumpet—with little or minimal rusting. When you listen to my music, just close your eyes, because your mind is about to take a romantic trip—inside of a mental elevator.
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I once lost a debate. It only took me two black eyes and a bloody nose to realize the other guy’s argument was more powerful.
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The best part about American freedom is that other people in other countries get to die so that Hillary Clinton and her warmonger friends get to enjoy more of it. No wonder Trump invited her to his wedding.
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