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Will strip for toilet paper!

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It�s 2020, folks! � � � � � �
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The world may be coming to an end. � � � �
I may be stabbed in the grocery aisle... � � � �
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fighting over damn wipes! � � � �
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And I mourn the loss of the man I�ll ... � � � �
never have. � � � � � �
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What can I say? � � � � � �
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Priorities. � � � � � �
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