from vegas all the way to bangor, maine can't stand an american wedding without the strain speed kills coming round the mountain they expect it to suck like the drains in buckingham fountain i feel my wings have broken into pieces force to attend my own wedding my own funeral i attend with a smile till i realize its me what about that american wedding that happened in toronto, can what about peter rose and his lifetime ban from quarry head to san diego to seattle to key west and everyone who before the big day gets no rest welcome to this earthy givenchy-designed hell that puts you and me at rhe billions left by sam zell we are all greedy bastards who are watching the american weddings that we wish we were in see you. welcome to the world baby girl time runs by and oysters bore pearls profoundness is a quality not all of us have and we are surrounded by churls time isn't so valuble as $100, 000 dollars in cashBirth sign: Aries
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