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♪ ♪ |
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- What's the *bleep*? |
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The mouse chewed right
straight through my bowstring. |
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- My hope of having |
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a good deer hunting spot
are crushed. |
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[groans] |
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- If I can't bring
a fixed blade with me, |
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cause I chose the multitool
then I just have to forge one. |
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It's almost done. |
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- I'm just gonna sit
for a second. |
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I am so dizzy and nauseous. |
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I am afraid that
I poisoned myself. |
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- This is Jordan.
I am officially tapping out. |
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I find myself continuingly
thinking of my daughter, |
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but the difference is,
at home, |
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I can look into the eyes
of my wife, |
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I can look into the eyes
of my son. |
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And I see a part of her there, |
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and that soothes me
and that comforts me, |
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and I don't have that here. |
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