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29 Jul
Alright, you all asked for it.
I’m about to sing Toucha Toucha Toucha Touch Me from Rocky Horror Picture Show.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. –Pride and Prejudice
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29 Jul
I was totally pressured into this one. I KNOW I can’t do this one without cracking up laughing. I mean hello???? Cooking MCs like a pound of BACON??? DUDE. No.
Don’t laugh at my pain.
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29 Jul
Oh, man, she did it again.
Rizzo.
A valet, of stealthy step, thence conducted me, in silence, through many dark and intricate passages in my progress to the studio of his master. –The Fall of the House of Usher
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29 Jul
Yes, please don’t. haha.
This is terribly loud. I’m not sure what happened this time, but turn it down. Apparently, I was eating the microphone. Hey, it’s 5am. You were warned.
Last song? I hope? I beg of myself? tee hee
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29 Jul
WE BE JAMMIN’ OLD SKOOL!
WORD TO YA MOTHER!
Beth could not reason upon or explain the faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life, and cheerfully wait for death. Like a confiding child, she asked no questions, but left everything to God and nature, Father and Mother of us all, feeling sure that [...]
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29 Jul
We’re getting closer to the end, and that means I’m getting stupid.
So, what does that mean for you?
KARAOKE! BRITNEY SPEARS STYLE! OMGWTFBBQSPEARS!!!!!
I am alone and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same [...]