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I don't know why you'd be doing them on the table, but just wait till that table fucking burns out. You're not supposed to, you're supposed to do them on the fucking ground. I don't think you're old enough to be a Lining Fire baby. So.
And I know it's a cry for help. Go help yourself, I'll bend the million doors. You never go as fast as the point of return. When will you learn how to work me when this shit is over?