Ch-ch-changes.
I have some problems. So do most men.
You have to take some risks to make your life better, if you see a chance. A small chance even. It's weird, changing your life. You can't be an observer when you take some action. You get thrust to the forefront of your own life. I guess it's like, most of the time, you're on cruise control, making some minor adjustments to maintain stasis, but sometimes, you have to make a quick turn to get to that Dairy Queen, and then you grab the wheel and shut off the cruise.
I guess I've grabbed the wheel at some important junctures. I'm not sure I've charted a great course, but it's been MY course. It's scary as shit when you do that, though. Especially when women are involved. Christ.

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Correct assumption that this Dairy Queen you seek has big bresties?
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