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13 December
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quinaraThis is very seasonal.
Restless
1. "Oh, who cares?"
2. "I remember it smelled like dead flowers. Like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch."
3. "I've hired myself out as an attraction."
4. "There's trees in the desert since you moved out."
and finally
5. "But what else could I expect from a bunch of low-rent, no-account hoodlums like you? Hoodlums, yes, I mean you and your friends, your whole sex, throw 'em in the sea for all I care; throw 'em in and wait for the bubbles, men with your groping and spitting all groin no brain three billion of you passing around the same worn-out urge. Men! With your... Sales."
Restless
1. "Oh, who cares?"
2. "I remember it smelled like dead flowers. Like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch."
3. "I've hired myself out as an attraction."
4. "There's trees in the desert since you moved out."
and finally
5. "But what else could I expect from a bunch of low-rent, no-account hoodlums like you? Hoodlums, yes, I mean you and your friends, your whole sex, throw 'em in the sea for all I care; throw 'em in and wait for the bubbles, men with your groping and spitting all groin no brain three billion of you passing around the same worn-out urge. Men! With your... Sales."
