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  <title>Do You Believe In A Love At First Sight?</title>
  <subtitle>Yes, I'm Certain It Happens All The Time</subtitle>
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    <name>WesleyCharles!</name>
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  <updated>2009-08-21T06:04:50Z</updated>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-08-20T23:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T06:04:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T06:04:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">baaahhhhhhhhh get the stick out of your butt now plz</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:118799</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-08-16T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-17T05:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-17T05:10:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"What's This" - Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Home. Not because of where I am, but because of who I am with.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:118482</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-08-01T02:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T10:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T10:06:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Visited Dusty's grave tonight. Miss her. Life has been otherwise good. Usual pre-camp stress. Starting to get excited for camp. Know I'll be happy and enthused once I'm up there. Preparation and planning never were my fortes. Here's my camp address; you should all send me letters, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes Decker&lt;br /&gt;c/o Camp Royaneh&lt;br /&gt;PO Box 39&lt;br /&gt;Cazadero, CA 95421-0039&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that LJ gets much use any more. I tend to only post when I am sad or depressed. This one is not like that. I am very happy. Seen Emy every day for about a week and a half. Kinda bummed I'll be gone for two weeks. It will be okay. Things are good and things will continue to be good. Things are easy, and natural, and feel right. That is a good sign. Other things are good too. D&amp;D is forcing me to be creative and full of intricate thoughts. Gives me things to try and remember. Keeps my mind occupied. Gives me incentive to read again, to soak up ideas from media all over. Worlds are forming in my mind. It is a feeling I had forgotten, but have since remembered how to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-19T12:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-19T19:38:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-19T19:38:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer - "Island In The Sun"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Weezer's "Island In The Sun" reminds me of playing The Legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening at Royaneh like eight years ago. I like that. It seems fitting, that song and that game. It's a good memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other good memories have been made over the last few days. Coffee, D&amp;D, Santa Cruz, Up!, and today who knows. I am really very happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:117966</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-17T02:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-17T09:26:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-17T09:28:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, really freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, SAND EVERYWHERE</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:117374</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-13T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T20:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T20:02:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The callouses on the tips of my fingers are returning. I've lost noticeable weight. My Halo skills are improving. I'm reading again. I have what resembles a social life. I am creative as ever through D&amp;D. I've learned that my instincts are to be trusted. I'm starting to learn from my mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Summer of Change, and I've started with the man in the mirror.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:117030</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-10T21:17:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-11T04:17:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-11T09:35:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/funny-886-livejournal/"&gt;haha.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:116909</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-09T21:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T04:42:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-10T04:56:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Started playing bass more frequently again, because it is awesome. In all seriousness, I decided not to let what had been referred to as a major talent of mine go to waste any longer. My poor bass had been cooped up in her case for too long, and it was time to let her out and let her rock. Well, as best as I could. And probably not the best time either, being as sick as I am. So, lest I be the target of Emy's scoldings a second night in a row, I bid you goodnight, Dear Internet. Here's to the tomorrows of tomorrow. And such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: While on the subject of life-improvement and stuff, I just discovered that I am at that stage where you fit into pants you haven't fit into in &lt;i&gt;years&lt;/i&gt;. This is awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:116697</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-07-07T02:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T09:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T09:04:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes it's important to feel a little silly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:116042</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-30T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-01T05:53:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-01T06:11:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;I had a post planned out in my head at work, but now I've forgotten it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blast.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I HAS REMEMBEREDED [EDIT EDIT: ONLY MOST OF IT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we've come to an age where many of our peers are getting married, etc. I was thinking, and I've realized that it is certainly a sign that I'm not ready for that kinda thing when one of my top reasons for getting married at this point would be so I could quote Wash in that one Firefly episode: "Mmm... wife soup." That's pretty ridiculous. There's other reasons too, like changing our last name to "Awesome" so we could be Mr and Mrs Awesome. With our children Totally and Frikken, of course.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:115815</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-28T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-28T07:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-28T07:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Chris: Do I notice anything in the room?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Make a Perception check.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: *rolls* ...20.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You perceive the &lt;i&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt; out of that room.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:115498</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-26T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T00:41:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-27T00:41:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">4th edition isn't ruining D&amp;D. Penny Arcade is ruining D&amp;D.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lordofthetape:115103</id>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-23T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T03:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T05:03:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was awesome. Today is not bad. That's okay, cause two awesome days in a row? You don't want to see the third day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Today was not good. Funny how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Please make tomorrow (Wednesday) mediocre and the day after (Thursday) absolutely stupendous. Friday can be alright, same with Saturday (shorter the better. Family get togethers, you understand), but Sunday should be good too. I know you like my life to even out in the end, so I was hoping we could make a deal as to which days are which, as long as they're balanced. Thank you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, &lt;br /&gt;Wesley (C. Decker)</content>
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    <title>Happy Fathers' Day</title>
    <published>2009-06-21T18:34:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-21T18:35:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene&lt;br /&gt;I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one&lt;br /&gt;Who will dance on the floor in the round&lt;br /&gt;She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene&lt;br /&gt;Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one&lt;br /&gt;Who will dance on the floor in the round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always told me be careful of what you do&lt;br /&gt;And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts&lt;br /&gt;And mother always told me be careful of who you love&lt;br /&gt;And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;She's just a girl who claims that I am the one&lt;br /&gt;But the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For forty days and for forty nights&lt;br /&gt;The law was on her side&lt;br /&gt;But who can stand when she's in demand&lt;br /&gt;Her schemes and plans&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we danced on the floor in the round&lt;br /&gt;So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice&lt;br /&gt;(Do think twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always told me be careful of what you do&lt;br /&gt;And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts&lt;br /&gt;She came and stood right by me&lt;br /&gt;Then the smell of sweet perfume&lt;br /&gt;This happened much too soon&lt;br /&gt;She called me to her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;She's just a girl who claims that I am the one&lt;br /&gt;But the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;She's just a girl who claims that I am the one&lt;br /&gt;But the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;She's just a girl who claims that I am the one&lt;br /&gt;But the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son&lt;br /&gt;She says I am the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Not my lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is not my lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is&lt;br /&gt;Billie Jean is</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-16T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-16T23:37:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-16T23:37:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It appears I've dropped down to the smallest size the holes in my belt will allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome. Putting a hole in now to go even smaller.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-10T01:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-10T08:06:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-10T08:06:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAI GUYS NEW ICON</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-08T00:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-08T07:19:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-08T07:19:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a weird fucking weekend.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-07T01:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T08:12:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T08:12:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was a weird day.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-04T01:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T08:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T08:53:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"How am I going to work a basilisk, a dryad, an umber hulk, 3 orcs, a kobold, a young gold dragon, a rust monster and a gelatinous cube into a campaign?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PLAYERS! THE KINGS' MENAGERIE HAS BROKEN LOOSE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I don't have money to waste on miniatures. Stupid WotC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think I need to start reading 8-Bit Theatre again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also also, who wants to play D&amp;D with me and Christopher and other awesome people this summer? Let's make it happen.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-03T14:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T21:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-03T21:42:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heart-Shaped Box - Nirvana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm back in Livermore at my parents' house, right? And that house just happens to be the scout camp south of Livermore, about 20 miles down Mines Rd in the hills or so. Out in the boonies. Evidently the Mexican mafia (just take a minute to let the ridiculousness of that statement sit in, it'll contrast well with reality later) is back in the area. Their deal is they take some dude (or lady, I have a feeling they're equal-opportunity employers), drive them out down Mines Rd, hike them up into the hills to one of their many pot farms, and make the dude (or lady) work the farms in some bizarre twist on commercial agriculture. Seems last week some dude (this time it was a dude) didn't want to play ball, as it were, and the Mexicans shot the dude in the leg, left the dude there in the boonies, and he had to crawl back down to the road, at about the 15.75 mile marker. The driveway to the camp (also known as my HOUSE) is at about 14.92. Also my mom, brother, dad, larger dog, sister, basically my whole family are gone. My mom tells me to be on the look out for "mexicans in camouflage". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on, hombres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously this is kinda scary.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-03T00:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T07:31:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-03T07:31:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Someone told me long ago theres a calm before the storm,&lt;br /&gt;I know; its been comin for some time.&lt;br /&gt;When its over, so they say, itll rain a sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;I know; shinin down like water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin down on a sunny day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard,&lt;br /&gt;I know; been that way for all my time.&lt;br /&gt;til forever, on it goes through the circle, fast and slow,&lt;br /&gt;I know; it cant stop, I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin down on a sunny day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Comin down on a sunny day?</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-06-01T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-02T05:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T05:26:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need some stalkers that aren't sixteen-year-old girls.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-05-28T14:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-28T21:24:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-28T21:24:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who wants to play D&amp;D (4th edition) in Livermore this summer? I have a facebook group (I know, so trendy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=189886115649"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=189886115649&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you want to.</content>
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    <title>lordofthetape @ 2009-05-26T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T04:55:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T04:55:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel... unfulfilled.</content>
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    <title>Conventional Lover</title>
    <published>2009-05-25T08:34:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-25T08:34:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who left you hanging on that peg all alone?&lt;br /&gt;You look near mint to me babe and I wanna make you my own&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your captain, my Pon Farr is a-risin'&lt;br /&gt;So step on over here girl, my love is enterprisin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you some conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to boast, I don't mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you my conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my heart, I'll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're polyhedral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hit the dealer's room and get you something fine&lt;br /&gt;That collectors bust of Cthulhu reminds me of how you blow my mind&lt;br /&gt;Now let me take you dancing in my best Starfleet dress uniform&lt;br /&gt;You'll want to tap my mana once you've seen me perform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you some conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to boast, I don't mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you my conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my heart, I'll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;Saving throw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we get to mating, I'll always treat you kind&lt;br /&gt;I'll never bend you too far back or ever crease your spine&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I won't promise, there's one thing I won't do&lt;br /&gt;Can't leave you in the box babe, this collector is coming through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you some conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to boast, I don't mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you my conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my heart, I'll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)&lt;br /&gt;And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your conventional lover&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you my conventional love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my heart, I'll treat you fine&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make sweet love to you while we're watching Deep Space Nine</content>
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