Monkeys heart bananas. They do, it's a fact, you can't deny it. If you do I say you're a liar and a rasist and a rapist. Rape is no laughing matter. (I've never been raped but I imagine it's probably not much fun. Unless it's a play rape, like in role-playing or somesuch. That might be fun for some. To each his own.) Today I heard the birds singing and the badgers digging. They dug in their heels. I'm a healer and a lover and a loather and a fighter, in that order. I fight for Spain.
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Sounds to me like you're in LOVE :)
...with a banana it seems.
Yeah, I'm not. Love is for retards.
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