That bastard Spain went over to America's house the other day. Ever since, he has been singing Enrique Iglesias. It's "I like it" whenever I coin dinner or exercise. It's "Tonight I'm lovin' you" when we're at a party dancing (although the bastard sings that to anyone with legs,) and when we went shopping today and I lost him, he started singing "finally found you" when we met up again. It's so annoying! I need to do something before I loose my mind!
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