Sometimes I wonder about my integrity, I worry about selling out. Then sometimes I see some decidedly unfunky ducks, and I realize I have so much lower to sink before I need to really worry.
Oh brother James, where hast thou gone?
Sometimes I wonder about my integrity, I worry about selling out. Then sometimes I see some decidedly unfunky ducks, and I realize I have so much lower to sink before I need to really worry.
Oh brother James, where hast thou gone?
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