“If you like piña coladas
And making blood flow like rain,
If you’re not hung up on ethics,
Can procure half a brain.
If you’d like making love at midnight
With a dude in a cape
Then you’re the lackey I’ve looked for
Write to me and escape.”
"Deal, kiddos. Y'all got here somehow, and yeah, we had a life before you were born, and they invented summer camp for a reason, and it wasn't to teach you how to paddle a canoe. So wassail & pass the cider and drop the gobsmacked look or I start mentioning the epic stack of Playboys you thought you'd cleverly hidden behind the headboard back in 8th grade."
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