Bittersweet symphony, I suppose.
Also, I hate toads. One day when I was about 12, I was walking home from a friends house as I approached the front door to my house and I saw a toad sitting on the steps keeping guard. I freaked out, and banging on the garage 10 minutes later, I discovered I could get in through the side door. 10 minutes late for dinner, but you gotta do what you gotta do. Ameeeen.
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