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I went a whole year with 'losing my religion' stuck in my head. That song is now forever associated with forbidden hang out spots and roller coasters.
I've had Russel Crowe singing "Stars" from Les Mis stuck in my head. That's how gay I am.
I don't know what you heard about BBut it takes two peeps to help him go peeBroken back, no sperm, can't you seeThat he's a mother flippin' G-I-M-P
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