The noise is so loud that birds, waves, and people are silenced by the frantic roar of morons screaming and tearing back and forth, back and forth, devastating the peace of a quiet day at the beach and the joy of fellow boatmen on the water.
The noise is so loud that birds, waves, and people are silenced by the frantic roar of morons screaming and tearing back and forth, back and forth, devastating the peace of a quiet day at the beach and the joy of fellow boatmen on the water.
I think most of the people involved in any art always secretly wonder whether they are really there because they're good or there because they're lucky.
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