I used to think I was King of the Beach back in the mid-90s when I went on a not-as-brief-as-you'd-think run of for reasons still unknown getting an extra Chicken McNugget in the box every trip I made to McDonald's which led me to start wondering if I was some sort of Chosen One; now I look back on that young man of thunder with wonder and gasp "dear god boy, what kind of preacher are you not to see if you can save my soul?"
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