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When I was in third grade I crashed my bike into my neighbors garage after pedaling fast as hell down my steep street when my brakes gave out. My head hit the dead on the corner of the concrete blocks. It was pretty much the only day I ever wore a helmet......I broke the shit out of my wrist. The doctor said I could have died without my helmet.....that's about it. Come give me a bowl pack.
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Confusion is next and next after that is the Truth.
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