I'm way smarter than you are.

And you know it.

That's why you get mad, and have to make thinly veiled threats and stuff and pretend you're 6'2" instead of 5'9" and fat.

lol
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames