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"I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you?re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you?re not around,
and the fact that you didn?t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don?t hate you,
not even close?
not even a little bit?
not even at all"
World Series Game 5
1 year ago
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