Ever have the sort of night where you aren't quite sure what hit you? Out on the town, you're saggin', looking good, feeling better, then- BLAMMO, it's all over. Your angels have left you.... You're sure that you have just the thing in your bag of tricks to make it all right, all night but try as you might you can't find it- whatever it was. And then it's morning. But it was right there a minute ago, maybe you left it on the bumper? Lay back and groan, you'll feel better before long. Take a nap friend, don't mind the poop.
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