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I color like a drunken two year old.
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Folks Just Call Him Buckethead
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I CAN TELL THAT WE ARE GONNA BE FRIENDS
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My birthday is happening soon.
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Step Out the Front Door Like a Ghost
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OTTO, BUT WITH COLOR AND HANDS THIS TIME
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Some crap I'll probably never finish
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