So no one told you Ross was going to be this way. Your Ross's a joke, you're broke, your Ross life's DOA. It's like you're always stuck in second Ross. Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your Ross. But, I'll be there for Ross, when the Ross starts to pour. I'll be there for Ross, like Ross's been there before. I'll be there for Ross, cause you're Ross for me too.
Chopped and screwed by Loose Meat.
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