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We shared an eight ball, among other things.
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We spoke of hopes and dreams, of what the world needs now.
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I played him a song inspired by his "Magnus opum,"
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a song about the healing power of sex and love and rock and roll.
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He said it sounded
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like a pit bull raping a small, deaf child.
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I don't think he meant it as a compliment!
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No, he can be a tough critic that way.
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Ow. Ow, stop kicking me.
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Wha--?
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Karen, what the fuck?
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Hey, you stole my line.