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by AlabamAlum » Tue Mar 29, 2016 10:37 pm
Hedge, we post on a board that has sass, and that sass has to be posted by men with computers. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Hedge? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Floater, and you curse peanut butter. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Floater's death, while tragic, probably saved computers. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me to post sass, you need me to post sass. We use phrases like Bon Jovi, Maui Backets, and wifi issues with plaster walls. We use this sass as the backbone of a life spent goofing off. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very sass that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you login, and post some sass. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
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— Abraham Lincoln
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