keep in mind, hate is a word I use with little meaning. It's not like I want to hang him by his neck from the ol' oak tree out back, and not the one on his shoulders. (something my grandmother always said when she got angry).
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I'm hungover now though, it's my birthday, and God I hate it like this... I start liking people I hate, and hating myself. hrmmm... Vote for the peg head!
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