Do I hate Becker? He’s annoying, irritating, and obnoxious. He’s way too cheerful at six-thirty in the morning, and this bizarre mixture of organized chaos that leaves you feeling a little like a tornado just swept past you but instead of leaving a giant mess behind, it rearranges everything and suddenly you can’t find your keys, your shoes are gone, phone’s missing, but there’s no evidence whatsoever.
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