Boxers love prison. And baking pies. This boxer was baking a pie, then was mugged, then drank out of a mug, then punched someone, then ate his pie, before finding out that everything he was doing was against the law. It was sad, and yet, happyish. Except the happy part.
Your eyes remind me of like when you're driving at night you know and all of a sudden some animal like an elk or something hops out into the road and just looks at you and doesn't move out of the way cause you have your brights on and he's like blinded or something. You know? Like that. That's how you look.
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