way back when i was just a little bitty boy livin in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from jerry’s bait shop
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hold on now, baby, i'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment
so we broke up and i never saw her again but thats just the way things go… in
AAAAAAALBUQUERQUE!!!1!1!1
AAAAAAALBUQUERQUE!!!1!1!1
epic guitar solo
anyway things really started looking up for me because about a week later i achieved my lifelong dream:
thats right i got me a part time job at the sizzler
i even made employee of the month after i put out that grease fire out with my face. aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that, i was gettin' a lot of attitude
ok like one time i was out in the parking lot trying to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
when i see this guy marty tryin to carry a big ol sofa up the stairs all by himself
so i, i say to him, i say "hey, you want me to help you with that?"
[insert the contents of this scratch project i coincidentally made recently here: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1112045712]