If I become a cook I will expect to to cut my finger some day; its what comes with the trade. Its no spring camp neither a picnic; you are going to war you should know better before you find yourself dead.
My life is too precious to fight for an illusion and a boogeyman.
If I become a cook I will expect to to cut my finger some day; its what comes with the trade. Its no spring camp neither a picnic; you are going to war you should know better before you find yourself dead.
My life is too precious to fight for an illusion and a boogeyman.
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