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*punches wall*

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

*breaks a table*

THERELL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE

*smashes your fine china*

LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST

*throws a plate*

DONT YOU CRY NO MORE

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this has been a psa

–lukaas

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