And that my friends–and above all my enemies–is THE KILL. A bogus illegal contact penalty that extended the Patriots last drive and a missed field goal still could not save you. We cut your little THROATSIES! And the euphoria I feel is ********.
Makes me want to dance and clap my hands, you know like from the disco hit “Everybody Dance.”
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Not really. Not my type of music, but I am sure it appeals to my brain-dead detractors. I will be listening to some Front 242 and maybe even Beethoven’s 9th. ODE TO JOY