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Ooh I'd be in a right panic if I'd get trapped in water. Yeesh.
Hmm...the time I nearly killed myself on Bacardi...they say my heart stopped, I don't remember, I was passed out. That was fun.
Gun to my head, knife to my gut, to my neck, knife in my boob, **** I hate knives. Stupid people with their...well knives.
I've never had the flash of life before my eyes. Not much to relive, or I just didn't care enough to look back to when I squished tadpoles between my fingers or kissed toads.
I'll try to think about that next time, if someone reminds me.
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I remember when you were happy with a RADISH.
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