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Wait are we talking about big me or mentos
Whichever your mental radio prefers. Admittedly, I start with Mentos then transition into “Believe it or not, George isn’t at home. Please leave a message at the beep. I must be gone, or I’d pick up the phone. Where could I be? Believe it or not, I’m not home.”
God fucking damnit…. Somewhere in the last few years I had finally forgotten about that damn song from George’s voicemail… and now you’ve brought it back
I can hear the music…