sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

Why do me and my friends always insist on going to Arken, when it's almost never any fun? Why? Today I'm more poor and I feel like I could have done something better with my night. It blows! I'm gonna fix my car now, fred ut!

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