This is the first one. It's weird. I'm tingly even. I feel like I'm trying to hide behind a telephone pole. Only a select few will understand that last one. I don't even know what sort of superficial, bloated-ego, only child bullshit I must be going through (at age 32) to make me think it's actually socially ok for me to have one of these childish things up and running. We'll see how long this lasts. If it's anything like my sex life it'll be a distant memory soon enough.
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