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Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
I am at a party. My deceased friend puts down an obnoxious person who has been delivering a tiresome lecture. "Do you like to spit all over people?" Everyone laughs as the guy slinks away. I got a ride to the party with my guitar teacher in his Volkswagen bug. He is a notoriously bad driver and lacks confidence. Other party-goers inform me that his passengers must appoint themselves chancellors of the oil gauge.