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i'm pretty sure i think i almost have a job. that would be just like, the coolest shit ever, cos then i'd have dough for beer and shit. also, i'd be selling wine and booze, so i wouldn't even really need that money for beer and whatever, cos i'd get, like, free shit of it and all that. so i'd just spend it on other good shit; like records and clothes and bitches. dude i'd spend so much cash on bitches; buyin'm' drinks and burgers and other crap like that. shit. dude, but i'd save some of it, though, i'd have to; cos i like, wanna travel and stuff. go and see some SHIT, y'know? i think amsterdam. yeah. dude, i gotta go there! i heard you can smoke pot wherever you want. coffee shops! and there's like, free bikes and shit? i'd be riding around all wasted, and fucking screaming at all the belgians speaking german. and they'd be yelling back at me? like old ladies and shit! and i'd be like, dude! i don't understand what you're saying! SPEAK ENGLISH! sick, kid. fucking sick.