Your hubris is piss drunk and swinging again

fig. 87) it's not so rare.
Four years. Four years of connecting our collective thumb with the working end of a hammer. Four years of never forgetting. Four years of trying to get the mosquito out of the tent. Four years of butter side down toast. Four years of Ted Nugent. Four years of broken shoe laces. Four years of spoilers. Four years of snooze buttons. Four years of one wet sock. Four years of catsup sandwiches on white bread. Four years of deciphering Furby gibberish. Four years of forgetting that it's, I before E unless after C. Four years before orange can be a fruit. Four years of missing pieces under the couch. Four years of missed buses. Four years of shark week. Four years of clock watching. Four years of practice makes perfect. Four years.
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