| Life
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CheBourdain7
| Life | 1 |
is simple. | 2 |
As if | 3 |
you were eating | 4 |
a microwavable | 5 |
you bought | 6 |
on Wal Mart | 7 |
on a Friday night. | 8 |
A microwavable | 9 |
you've ate | 10 |
a million times | 11 |
but always | 12 |
tasted | 13 |
damn good | 14 |
with the tube | 15 |
on | 16 |
and a plastic | 17 |
bottle | 18 |
of Lipton | 19 |
Green Tea | 20 |
by your side. | 21 |
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Life is | 22 |
unpredictable. | 23 |
So unpredictable | 24 |
that | 25 |
whenever your | 26 |
having | 27 |
a tasty | 28 |
picnic in | 29 |
Utopia land | 30 |
with cheesy | 31 |
elevator | 32 |
music | 33 |
playing in the | 34 |
background. | 35 |
A mesmorizing | 36 |
lady | 37 |
can appear | 38 |
from a long distance, | 39 |
and before | 40 |
you know it. | 41 |
She's | 42 |
Ernest Borgnine | 43 |
five inches | 44 |
away. | 45 |
| 7 Apr 07 |
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