If he had opposable thumbs he’d be sitting here flipping through a dog-eared copy of The Journals of Soren Kierkegaard. But since he doesn’t I turned on some Britney Spears and blasted it until he got up and moped out of the room.
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He spins right round
Finding the light
After calling her name in a high-pitched squeal
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