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come ladies.... time for the next installment of why the boy does fucked up shit....
first the psychosis as illustrated by an old song.....

I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything
You don't really love that guy you make it with now do you
I know you don't love that guy cause I can see right through you
If you go a million miles away I'll track you down girl
Trust me when I say I know the pathway to your heart.

and now the impetus behind this fucked up train of thought.... it's like this....
" you can be anything u want to be when you grow up son "
" the little train chugs down the track.... i think i can... i think i can...."

in about first grade, we detect a fellow classmate, smarter in the ways of the world, because he should actually be in second grade but was held back a year, display the trait of pumping one's self up, talking shit and gettin away it.... fast forward 12-15 years and there u have it.... the boy.... who thinks he can.... because puffin his chest out and talkin shit has gottem where he is today... right....

so the next time you think the boy can't possibly believe the shit that is coming out of his mouth.... think again....