Mouthful of Platinum

I would rather be practicing my metal scream.

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I'm asking on behalf of my existential crisis.

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I am the Ron Jeremy of spilling high viscosity condiments on myself.

No guts, no glory hole.

I hate to burst the perpetual "ME!" thought bubble over your head, but ...

I squeeze toothpaste from the top of the tube. I'm a rebel. I don't give a fuck.

If these bathroom walls could talk, they wouldn't. They'd scream.

And this is how I discovered that I think off-key.

You're never drinking alone. Jesus is always with you.

When do I stop calling it bed head and start accepting it as my regular hairstyle?

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