No matter how so the air constrains me, no matter how so the heat chokes me, no matter how so the sun crushes me, none can prevail. Avec mon Jus d'Orange, I am invincible. One swig, and I can begin my day. But my love for Orange Juice goes much further than that, comrade. Orange Juice is my one true compatriot. She will never betray me, nor I her. Many morrows have seen my undying lust for her; I drink her by her gallons.
At a time in days of old, I once held her sister Lemonade in my view as the supreme beverage. Her sweet and sour gustatory allure took my buds for a trip. But soon I saw through her facade and discovered the true visage of Lemonade. You sugary temptress! To Hell with you! To Hell! Orange Juice was there to comfort me in my time of crisis. In my time of dying. In my time of rebirth. So mellow and delicate. I love her, truly.








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Please could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest.
i see that you're into surrealism. you might want to attend a post-neoabsurdist anti-soiree here in the glorious city of new brunswick. next one is saturday october 6th at 221 howard street apt #3, new brunswick, nj
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Please could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest.
I managed to get along fine, with the pretend comments.
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Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction.
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I fear no man but god as i walk through the shadows of the valley of death
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