No matter the question. Whatever day the calendar lies about it being. Morning, noon, and midnight.
Sam fucking Cooke.
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No matter the question. Whatever day the calendar lies about it being. Morning, noon, and midnight.
Sam fucking Cooke.
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even when the question is “things the doctor compared my prostate to”. you can’t go wrong with Sam fkn Cooke.