Agitated boy on the computer listening to a heavy metal song consisting of a brief lyric "First you gotta fuck it then you gotta eat it": "Gram....Gram! I need an energy pack...no look I'll give you my fire bombs...hey Gram how many fire bombs does it take? What do you need? Wait Gram! Gram!!!"
(overheard at Casco Bay Movers Dance Studio)
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