I do, in fact, know why there’s a big dent on the front of the Subaru.
I took three fiddleheads from a wildlife sanctuary and didn’t even eat them.
I snuck into your bathroom and dumped your homebrew down the drain.
I hoard the good pens.
I experimented with Republicanism and Libertarianism.
Yeah, I got your voicemail.
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