So I'm sitting on my chair today upstairs doing nothing but watching tv. I had an itch on my stomach so i lifted up my shirt a little and started to scratch. I even came up with a little tune to go along with the rate at which i was scratching. It wasn't untill a couple minutes later that I realized I was sitting like a weirdo with my shirt lifted half way up, scratching my stomach, while singing "a-scratchin tha belly, a-scrachin the tummy" over and over. It was at that moment that I no longer felt the need to be awesome.
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