When they come home I'm more than half inclined to give them a good jacketing, but I'm glad to see them, and perhaps none the less because they cost me so much.
It's like, I need to clear my headspace but I can't do that with him around because he's just ego, you know? He dumps on me. So that's it.
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My lord of Essex evaporated his thoughts in a sonnet.
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