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For ten days, I went into state of blackout rage and
I'm always on Eastern European time.
Hoo! I am full-moon horny tonight!
That sounds crazy.
I don't like the "P" word.
You are such a clown.
Are you?
If only I could bottle it.
I thought I smelled chardonnay, sweat, and menthol cigarettes.
That you're foolish, a hapless, silly individual.
- Hit me in the face. - Feel your hair!
Ha ha! Smoke!
So what did you do?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God.