I'm a bit of a Luddite and I hate the internet.
I've always had this American-pie face that would get work in commercials... I'd say things like, 'Hi, Marge, how's your laundry?' and 'Hi, I'm a real nice Georgia peach.' Sometimes this work is one step above being a cocktail waitress.
The doctrine that all men are, in any sense, or have been, at any time, free and equal, is an utterly baseless fiction.
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