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I'm sure I'm the only sane person here. What's so special about rock stars, anyway?
I am claiming temporary insanity. There is no other explanation for me being here.
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I always end up doing the most attractive things. Snorting? Check. Falling into a pile of muddy leaves? Check.
As well as all of my family and work colleagues, apparently even my best friend thought that I was hopeless as far as romance is concerned.
Apparently, The Unspeakables were famous in Romania too. Is there a woman in Europe who hasn't, at some point, been in love with my fiancé?
I think I would rather face a three-headed dog than Dad when he's angry. Or a herd of stampeding centaurs. Or a cluster of acromantula. Or...
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