Sometimes it feels like the opposite, like the world is lurking around every corner to give you a swift kick to the crotch. That is why we have to try and cultivate our own inner pink mobile homes- and spread some good energy to the people we pass along the way. This is probably some religious business with the wing- or a gay Charlie's Angels gang. You know I would hop on that sucker in a heartbeat.
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