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Me and my short fuse...either gets me where I need to go or some fatass high school dropout with bad highlights whose purpose in life is to curate a parade of strippers or drunk twenty-somethings with fake tits and an IQ of >80 to walk around topless sends me condescending text messages because he doesn't have enough penis to answer his phone or confront me in person. God damn I hate assistants to 'famous' people.

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