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Jesus, GoChiefs. You still run like a fat guy. Lean forward and bend your ****ing knees you dork. Also keep your head down and quit splaying your wrists. You run like you've got tits. I swear to ****ing God, man.
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Good friends we have had, oh, good friends we've lost...along the way. In this great future, you can't forget your past. So dry your tears, I say.
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