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Originally Posted by Flint
Bitter tears of shame and remorse streak my filthy cheeks, culminating in a puddle mixed with my own drool and snot, as I blubber incoherent repentence with a hoarse, cracked voice which eventually trails off into mournful wailing, as the last of the disgusted onlookers shuffle away disinterestedly. Hypocrite. No more shall polite society welcome me to its warm bosom, to suckle on the teats of fellowship. Outcast. Tossed aside with yesterday's rubbish. My life is forfeit.
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I really want you to write my obit.
Well, not right NOW. When the time comes!