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As the soles of my shoes melted away
into a pool of rubber. Edward Scissorhands came along and turned the pool of rubber into a beautiful sculpture of
Shakira. They made it to where the hips actually daced to music. So I busted out my Walkman... Yes my Walkman, and started playing
with my crotch while humming to billy jean in my slick white suit. I wanted to marry
that rich old man and wait for him to die, so that I could get all of his
things and put them in the shed then light it on fire. Yeah, that was my plan until he called the cops and they came and got me before I was able to get him back for cheating on me! But he better watch out when I get out!
