Groovin'. Chive-tastic. All I get is the drunk/junkie homeless doing their thing in the graveyard across the street from my place. Maybe I should offer chives?
Chives are the very lifeblood of the tramp! To offer chives to a tramp is the utmost folly... Would you offer fuel to a fire? Yes, yes, I suppose you would. Then go, go into the chives lounge with my blessings, and return with an armful of aromatic deformity, and spread it on all who will be spread 'pon.
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This should help your 7.61 vote my dear muse.
DA, this is hilarious but out of respect I never laughed. 8
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