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168 lines
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"Man, I hope it helped, because I'm NOT doing this again."
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His hands are shaking.
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"I'm not hurting you again Mute, ever, even if you insist."
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H E Y I T W A S N T B A D I C A N T A K E M O R E
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Can I though? It was intense, like I wasn't enjoying myself. Which was
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\ the point of course.
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T H A N K S O L D M A N I T D I D H E L P I M B E T T E R N O W
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"I bet what you were eating yourself over is some trivial matter like being
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\ late for dinner or something."
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C L A S S I F I E D
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"Yeah, bummer. I have no clearance in Pony Corps."
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J O K E S A S I D E C A L M D O W N
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Y O U D I D N T H U R T M E I T S N O T H I N G
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"Oh yeah? You should see your bum. Try sitting on it."
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OOOoooh that hurts that hurts
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PATIENCE that hurts
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that hurts THIS MAN DID SO MUCH FOR YOU that hurts
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hurts hurts BITE THE PAIN hurts ooooh hurts
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that hurts WHATEVER THAT HURTS hurts
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oooh CONSUME EVERYTHING THAT HURTS hurts yes that hurts
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Hey, that was a good song by the way. I smile at him again.
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E A S Y
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"You are a tough cookie Mute, I'll give you that."
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...
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"I made you ~~drink your own pee...~~"
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T H A T W A S B R I L L I A N T Y O U A R E S O G O O D
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"You are just being kind, just trying to tell me I wasn't a monster I was."
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W H A T
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Jesus Christ, we both need some perspective.
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W E N E E D T O T A L K
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W H E R E D I D M O N S T E R C O M E F R O M
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"Who does that?"
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That... is a deep question.
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A M A N W H O K N O W S W H A T A G X X X X T O O C O C K Y
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Y O U D I D T H A T B E C A U S E I L I K E I T
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"I didn't know you like it! I still don't!"
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I H A D A S A F E S I G N A L
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"I bet you wouldn't use it even if I made you do something horrible."
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T H A T I S N O T T R U E
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I H A V E L I M I T S C O M E O N Y O U J U S T D I D N T H I T T H E M
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"Like what?"
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L I K E E A T I N G
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Fucking hell the things I need to spell out.
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F E C A L M A T T E R
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P I S S I S F I N E E S P E C I A L L Y M Y O W N
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D R I N K I N G Y O U R P I S S I M I G H T O P P O S E
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D E P E N D S O N M O O D
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...
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H O W E X A C T L Y D I D Y O U M A K E M E
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"What? Oh. Well, I was in a position of authority..."
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A R E Y O U S T I L L I N C H A R A C T E R
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Y O U A R E N O T A C T U A L L Y C A L L S I G N Y O U K N O W
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T H E C O R P S I S N O T R E A L
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"Or is it?" -- good, at least he's smiling now.
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D R O P M O N S T E R S H I T
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Oh look, NOW it came out. Get it? Came out? Whatever.
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Y O U V E D O N E
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I clack several times to underscore the point.
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N O T H I N G
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I clack several times more.
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W R O N G T O M E Y O U V E D O N E
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Clacks.
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E V E R Y T H I N G
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Clacks.
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R I G H T A R E W E C L E A R O L D M A N
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D I D Y O U W A T C H M Y F A C E
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D I D Y O U
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"I did."
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W H A T D I D Y O U S E E
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"A happy pony." -- he sighs.
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W H A T S T H E P R O B L E M A G A I N
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"Valid point."
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D R O P M O N S T E R S H I T I T W A S T H E B E S T T I M E I N M Y L I F E B Y F A R
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Clacks.
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B
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Y
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Clacks.
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"But then you weren't happy anymore!"
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We go in circles. I wasn't happy because he wasn't happy. He wasn't happy
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\ because I wasn't happy. I propose we just both be happy and put an end
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\ to this nonsense.
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I T H A S N O T H I N G T O D O W I T H P I S S
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L E T S G E T M E O U T O F U N I F O R M
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Don't get me wrong, in other circumstances I'd stay his pony till death
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\ do us part, but sadly this can't be about me being wet all the time. I can't
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\ enjoy myself at his expence, I just can't. I'll prove myself worthy and apply
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\ again, until then Mute the Person will focus on being a good girl for Old Man.
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[[I need my arms back.|mute_copy_bunker_person_01]]
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