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My lord! you’re a tripod. a drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. but no one should be asked to handle this trip. it’s not the size mate, it’s how you use it. you were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off.
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