a you hit someone I didn’t someone hit me let there be light how the hell did you do that that’s it no bones broken where’ you need to get to listen my bike it it didn’t have gears I know my bike didn’t have gears oh look no gears just a perfectly normal velocipede there’s a book back there well it’s not mine I don’t read book it has to belong to the young lady you hit with your car the nice and accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter 3008 when that the angel readeth these words of mine open thine eyes and read I do say foolish principality for thy Coco doth grow cold thy Coco doth grow cold Coco

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