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The last time I attended a funeral, I ended up with a broken arm.
?!?!
threw myself into my mother’s open grave.
Ohhhhh
I hate more than funerals, it’s talking to people.
Sameeee
“Can you try to be nicer for one more hour? At least until all the important people leave?”
Hahaha
Because if there’s one
lesson we learned from Seth Kane, it’s that love may come and go, but hate lasts forever.
