Consumer Day carols remind me of a time where I was forced to stand up on a stage in itchy wool pants along with all my class mates and sing for parents who probably didn't want to be there in the first place (I know I sure didn't). Frackin' Catholic school sadist bastards...also, you have a pretty voice. We should go karaoke singing...I won't have to do the girl parts anymore when singing I would do anything for love....hmm...now I want to listen and sing to I believe in a thing called love...and play air guitar during the guitar solo...
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