I go to parties. Head straight for the bathroom. Sit there for half-an-hour. Listen to the cue forming, I listen to the cue forming. I rise to meet them, steeled for action. But the women are empowered with a strange and brutal hatred for me.
~ The Whitlams, Why Doesn't Andy?
Maybe I should try this sometime?
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