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It gets pretty lonely over here but this
isn't what you think.
Or maybe it is--how the hell do I know what
you're thinking?
How do I even know what I'm thinking when
thought turns to
memory as soon as it's thunk? But all this
is is the raciest scene
from a funny Czech movie, KURVAHOSIGUTNTAG,
roughly PG-13.
It's about a bumpkin slacker who suddenly
inherits fairly vast
wealth in the wake of Czech independence and
restitution. An
eternal child, he indulges every juvenile
whim. Wouldn't you?
Jarda lent it to me.
He's always saying, Good times must be.
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