Picture that. Every day. EVERY SONG. AND INTO THIS TWITTER, I POUR MY CRUELTY, MY HATRED, AND MY WILL TO JUMP UP AND DOWN ON HIS THROAT
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I used to work with a lady that was an indie singer/songwriter at night, meeting planner during the day. She had an album out that I listened to one night, and the next day I was whistling the tune to one of the songs while at the copier. 1/2
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Imagine my surprise when I turned around and saw her, along with half the office, in the doorway just listening to me whistle. So embarrassed. She was flattered tho.
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