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If I were that reporter I would have busted her in the head with my microphone a couple of times... maybe a few.... whatever it took to get the bitch off of me and on to the ground. I'm not trying to be all tough, but no little bitch is going to attack me for no good reasoning, especially if I'm holding a nice bludgeoning weapon. Mic's are heavy bastards.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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