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I used to think about it a lot. Tried it a couple of times, too. Took a bunch of sleeping pills but had to get my stomach pumped at the hospital. Then I laid down in traffic. But then again I had sever emotional problems. Aah, the good ol' days. I miss the comfort in being sad.
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"No way, man! Cuz dyin' would be a stone groove! Got any messages for Jimi Hendrix?"
"Yes. Pick up your puppy."
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