I'm pretty sure I've had enough of you. Oh, I know, I know. You have nature's body armor. You don't care how fast you move. You think the highway is your way.
But, you'd pee on me as soon as look at me. And in my book (though, this would be different in Madonna's book), being peed on is a bad thing...
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