I can't be different, I can't be different, I can't be different!

Hooray!

Well, once again the smartest man in the world, Pruppcast takes to eat their this time in the

salubis, confines in the porpoise of Frutitude, located right here conveniently in lower

California.

Hi, I'm Greg.

Hi, I'm Jennifer.

Hi Jennifer.

Hello, hi.

Hi, how are you?

Nice to meet you.

We're here in the porpoise together, commuting purposely with a definite decided porpoise.

Once again, we join hands and join hearts and try to find some solace in each other's

company as the very world falls around our ears.

We're recording this on Monday, the 15th of July, and I just want to say to people that

when anyone ever tells you to go back where you came from, you don't have to.

I'm from St. Carlos, California, and I'm never going back.

It was white, it was cozy, costeted, stifling in my opinion.

I found that the suburban attitudes and the pleasant valley Sunday atmosphere didn't suit

my temperament at all, and that I pined to strive and leave and roam towards San Francisco,

which was my only thought from the age of a child, and then I was able to finally do that

and live my dream out and move to San Francisco, which of course has now been taken over by

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