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These knives in my back. Yeah....I know. Knives...in my back. Been there for a while now. I mean, some people talk about back pain...but ....sheesh....I mean, come on...look at me....I got knives in my back. Shirts don't fit right anymore, I can't sleep right at night and it hasn't exactly helped with the ladies. I mean...who wants to date a guy with 44 stab wounds to the lung. You do not want to be me right...... no sir-re....do not want to be me. *sigh* BTW- I still have your car jacks...had em for a while...just an FYI.  
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