They didn't want it good, they wanted it Wednesday.
As a diabetic, I'm a walking picnic. I have to eat measured amounts of food at certain times.
The way my brain processes information is quite odd. I mean, I have Attention Deficit Disorder and another learning disability I can't even spell. I don't even have a high school diploma. I'm smart, but you can't prove it on paper.
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