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Something that you want squeezed, while driving fast on drugs and trying to not spill your drink
Name me, if you can, a better feeling than the one you get when you're half a bottle of Chivas in the bag with a gram of coke up your nose and a teenage lovely pulling off her tube top (and reaching for your wing wang) in the next seat over while you're going a hundred miles an hour down a suburban side street. --P. J. O'Rourke
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