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I got pimp bones in my body and I rock 'em like la-dee la-dee.

What what! School's almost out for WINTER.

A bird crashed into the Thundercloud Subs window and died, but left it's greasy imprint.

I feel like I've done that myself sometimes.

Irish blood, Irish heart, this I'm made of. There is no one on Earth I'm afraid of. And no regime can buy or sell me.

I've been dreaming of a time when to be American is not to be painful... to be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, racist, or partial.