this cooks my goose

any time any place anywhere. there is simply no other way to recite this poem. i tried for many years and in front of a lot of mirrors, but i can’t do it.
ah the times when watching a film actually made me cry, made me feel patriotic, made me feel like going out there and killing a couple of nazis.
now i watch chick flicks but there aren’t any sexier lead men than Timo Flloko.
Be still my heart!

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