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One buys lunch. One is lunch.
He says we’re going the wrong way. Oh, he’s drunk. How would he know where we’re going?
And at the end of the day, when the lot’s all full and everybody’s fighting to get out, we’ll be the first ones out, too, right?
Hopefully I was not in charge of watering plants… or turning off the stove and iron… and blowing out candles
Game Over, Man!