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Some of the people who live here have met me, so there can be no real secrets. I have horns and I breathe fire. I'm red-faced with anger most of the time (when I'm not gleefully bashing someone's reputation). I'm just the sort of person you would never ever want to just sit and chat with. I interrupt people constantly, point my finger quite a bit and love to threaten them with physical violence. I'm a large, ugly man with a huge chip on his shoulder.
Oh, and I don't even floss each day.
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Man of Carbon Fiber (stronger than steel)
Mocha 1978 911SC. "Coco"
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