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There is that special person in your life. toi know, the guy toi despise; of who toi do nothing rater then twist the neck of; who drives toi to insanity; who bus toi like hell just par being near; who makes your fingers itch after to coup de poing him. That guy who toi must fight with every muscle in your body not to beat up.
No, I’m not talking about your overprotective big brother ou your oh-so-annoying little brother, both who toi really truly love. No, I’m talking about the guy toi are, whether toi like it ou not, thinking about twenty-four hours a jour arbre hundred and sixty-five days...
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