I don't live in Shelton, dumbass, and kids don't get to choose where they grow up.

I'd way rather grow up in Shelton than Bellevue, though, so you should probably go set yourself on fire.

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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