I can make it good, I can make it hood, I can make you come, I can make you go! I can make it high, I can make it fly, make you touch the sky, hey maybe so!
I personaly lost count when the little girl walked in to check her e-mail [I presume], and couldn't stop with the laughter. Sadness, y'all. I mean Madness. [But sadness works too]
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