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Googly eyes can make everything funny
When you wake up in a jail cell after a night of partying and forget everything that happened the night before
The hug almost fixes everything
We all have that friend who tries to make everything sexual, but fails miserably every time
Onward my trusty steed, later I shall blame you for everything we destroy.
Bop it.... It ruins lives.
I am everything. I am nothing.
Santa can't deliver everything.
Now listen troops. Poop heavy, poop plentifully, poop on everything!