Lots of little boys wanted toy trains or cap guns or just for their father’s to pat them on the head and tell them, ‘We all make mistakes, son, I’ll gladly help you bury the body.’ All I ever wanted was a girlfriend, For Tuesday. And a different one on Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday. Somebody …
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