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And the alcoholic bastard waved his finger at me
His voice was filled with evangelical glee
Sipping down his gin and tonic
While preaching about the evils of narcotics,
And the evils of sex, and the wages of sin
Whlie he mentally fondles his next of kin.
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'He who receives an idea from me, receives instruction himself without lessening mine; as he who lights his taper at mine, receives light without darkening me.'
-TJ
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