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Don't give him any ideas. Tomorrow the story will be that we were all just pawns in his master plan of waking the board up late at night. Then he'll run out back with the miter while everyone calls him a tard.
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"I try to make a habit of bouncing my eyes up to the face of a beautiful woman, and often repeat “not mine” in my head or even verbally. She’s not mine. God has her set aside. She’s not mine. She’s His little girl, and she needs me to fight for her by keeping my eyes where they should be."
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