“Don’t give me that ‘you were lonely’ shit. I was lonely as well, and I had to raise our daughter for that time. I wasn’t the one that was trying to chase years that I couldn’t get back, and I certainly didn’t have my eye on anyone else, because I thought our marriage meant something!” She angrily threw the coffee cup into the ocean, then glared at him in full. “And what you
How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
Tuned to a natural E
Happy to be that way
Now that you've found another key
What are you going to play?
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The title suggests what happens when you eat Indian food and it goes badly .
the paragraph must be the hallucinations that follow such a bad experience .
"Punjabi"
On the other hand, I believe most elder people consider the occasional Indian Cuisine experience to be awesome: You reclaim your lost regularity, with a vengeance!
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That was a pony pun. I know it's normally Punjabi.
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Oh well