Man, I wish I loved Lynyrd Skynyrd as much as the assholes upstairs do. Cause if I did, maybe at one in the morning on a week night, instead of being ornery while trying to read dense lit theory texts, I could just sing along to "Mr. Saturday Night Special" while I drink Keystone Light and teabag my roommates.
free bird!!
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I'd like to stab die-hard Lynyrd Skynyrd fans in the kidneys.
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