Don't be so rash about it.
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Don't be so rash about it.
If you are, you might crash!
You'd be caught up in a crush.
I eat the pizza crust.
Must you let it rust?
The thing is, I must.
Climb the ship's mast.
Then mash the X button.
Mosh pit time!
Dang you, if you'd left it at 'mash', I could've yelled 'Mashy-Spike-Plate!!' And you'd have been reduced to mush.
You can't use atrocities as an excuse to push gun control.
Don't get pushy about that kind of thing, I disagree.
Babies can only eat mushy foods.
Oh L1N3R1D3R, no need to get all gushy.
The gusty wind blows by.
A gust of wind blows by me.
I think I get the gist of what you're saying.
A dramatic mist surronds me for no apparent reason.
Most of the time, we end up back at the words we came from.
It's like an infinite portal fall, only less...fun.
Well... I'm lost.