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ever see what happens to soccerdad when he's tailgating you through a tight curve and you dont hit the brakes and he realizes that youre driving a sportscar and he's driving something with the aerodynamics of a schoolbus?
 My child, you have come to me my son. For who now is your father if it is not me? I am the well spring, from which you flow. When I am gone, you will have never been. What would your world be, without me? My son.
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