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This wild ride is on. I’ll see you at the end. Or not, it doesn’t matter.

Goals.

18,987. Practically 19,000. That means 37,974 upvotes were given just to downvote McCarthy.

You sound smart. Doesn’t help at all.

Ok, I think you have exhausted your hate, but I would like to revisit our disagreement. I will admit if I was wrong. But I won’t be a whiny faggot, I will fight you to the bitter end if you continue to be an asshole.

Edit: 2.6 years? You are better than this!

I think I pissed off something greater than the banana mafia. I’m definitely going down in flames. Both engines are on fire and I blew all the fire bottles.

I’ve been targeted. I will not endure the destruction, why would I? Password has been changed to random characters. I don’t remember them. I’ll come back as Johnny Bravo or something else just as clever.

Hotel California
Song by Eagles

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here"
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
She got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
She calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here
Since 1969"
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis"
Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device"
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man
"We are programmed to receive
You can check-out any time you like
But you can never leave!"