You know, the only time that has ever bothered me is when a Chief helps up a Raider. But that was years ago. Now I don't mind it at all. Matter of fact, I like this guys outlook on it. Here, let me help you up so I can knock your ass down again.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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