Lord Bhal, what dwelleth beneath
Metal be thy game
Thy bills have come
I will be done
Unless I can get some cash up in here.
Give me this day a couple bucks
And forgive me my credit card debts
As I forgave that guy in college who still owes me a beer.
And lead me not in to further poverty,
But deliver me from Ramen.
For mine is the bank account
With sixty-three fifty in it
For ever and ever.
Word up.
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