I can't encourage
another mistake like the
one we just escaped.
They are not alike
She's a fairy, he is too
Was that mean? Too bad.
Shut up, boy, and eat
your cold toast, she's not even
your favorite one.
Pick one, as long as
she's not me. I hope it is
reciprocated.
That would surprise me
they're not your type. Nor am I.
Make up your mind, kid.
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