Redundancy, Again
Wanna know a secret? I'll tell you one.
Well, actually, I won't. I'll just hint at it. Over, and over, and over again. To you. And to
you. And you, over there, scratching your balls while you read this. And to you, in the red shir that's too tight (seriously, it is).
I know you already know, but...I find it necessary to mention it, again, and again, and again.
I must want attention. Or perhaps congratulations. Or maybe I want everyone to know so they'll back off and realize
I won, and not someone else. Maybe I just want to brag.
It's sweet, to a point. It's desperate, to a point.
And it's annoying as fuck.
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