I would feel better if I knew I could run in a strait line.
Sure if I concentrate hard enough I can, but when not paying attention I ween to the left.

I learnt this in gym class one day as I was running right beside a guy. I effortlessly collide with him.

You can’t make this stuff up kids, this is television.

I don’t know if you noticed, but I grew older over the weekend. Twenty-four.

Before I die, I want to make someone happy. I hope this time, I can.


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