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Irish Car Bomb
The details of my life are quite inconsequential. My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe.
womanizing and drinking...Making claims that I invented the question mark.