That, of course, only ensured I would belt the words out at the top of my lungs.
Trust me, I hear you.

Ah ha alto , you knew psychology before it was popular. Served that stinky old Mrs. Prouse right .

I do know one thing, no one tells me I can’t do something. At that point, its game on.

Can you hear me now?
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