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I feel the heat rise. I get so mad at you. Can't you see it in my eyes? I want to lash out at you. How can you be so dumb? Are you just foolish or is your brain the size of my thumb? I don't mean to be garish. I've not seen so much nonsense. Darwin must have been wrong. Your existence doesn't make sense. You should've been thrown to the wolves headlong. Don't mistake me, it isn't that I don't care. But, you bring so much misery- some things you shouldn't share. I know I can be fiery; I don't mean to fly off the handle. You don't know how you annoy me. Only you could mix-match a shoe and a sandal. Seemingly without a brain, how can you be? I know that I should pity you- such an inferior creature. I would but I can't stand you not even with a year's supply of liqueur.
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