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[beachguy in thongs]

I beleive theres No such thing as Fate.
everything happens for a reason.....

I believe I'm out of butter. There's a tub of margarine in the fridge.

That sound plausible...the idea of the larger the heart, the slower the descent into the grave. That would mean you'd probably pop an eardrum if you held a stethoscope up to a mosquito.