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RE: Musing In The Right Direction
About three times a year I'll be really high and start thinking, "If I was fucked up at a party and one of The Backstreet Boys hit on me, would I say no?" I mean, I don't really like their music, and I'm not gay, but c'mon; it's the Backstreet Boys.
I dunno. It must mean something.