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Once every year and a half some decrepit neuron in my head fires off and I remember reading that. I even remember where I was when I read it, and where I was when I remembered it. Turtle Treasures is a curse that will haunt me till the day I die. And the last words on my lips will be "gently caress, I remember Turtle Treasures." This is all serious by the way. Last time I remembered it I was driving home from school (a year and a half ago, so thanks for fulfilling the curse for me), I had just merged onto the interstate. It's like that 23 movie with Jim Carrey only somehow dumber and more inconsequential. As Nero Danced fucked around with this message at 11:34 on Aug 23, 2018 |
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