And I keep wiping off what I think got on me. And I wipe the keep that what got thinking on em. Keep thinking I’m wiping off the em on me. Me, I keep offing what I think got on em. On a keep off I think got what and. I think I got a keep off what and wiping, tho?
“And We Will Go” by ROM is what I fear most when I get food on my clothes. I am terrified of getting pasta or pizza or salsa or chili or ketchup on me and sitting there throughout the work day smelling lunch. Terrified!!!!!!!!!!! But ROM. I put ROM on that young LinkedIn. It’s like a syrup. It’s on Hausu Mountain April 29. Eat it:
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