FUCK... You were on me when you were walking on my street in that night and I saw you and you said you knew hitler and I told you to stay AWAY from me but you attacked anyway and I ran up the street, but no one could catch that giant rickety cart as it wandered up in the the alley behind my brain.
Shit, did we forget to vet her?
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