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He's the one who can just party really hard and it doesn't seem to affect him as much as the other guys.He's always getting stoned or drunk, or taking acid and doing cocaine or whatever.
Daddy, Daddy, I cry as he comes in the door, and I run to him. I quickly put on my nightgown as mommy has taught me, and by the time daddy comes into the room I am prancing around on his bed holding my nightgown out like a dancer.He made a music video of Pepe's "Feels good man" and it got like half-a-million views or something like that, and I was like, "Woah." But that was kind of early on and people just kept sending me stuff like, "Hey have you seen this? There was a period of time where I was getting messages almost daily. Well, on a lighter note, do you have a favorite iteration of the Pepe?People were emailing me images of Pepe, weird versions of him like as a gothic female or trying to electrocute himself or really weird, violent ones -- you know like [the ones where he's] torturing people. [It was just strange to me that] at least one vein of [Pepe's spread] turned into this most grotesque manifestation -- spanning even into like Nazi shit and rape. Do you like the celebrity mash-up or the Good Luck Pepes?He lifts me up and holds me in his strong arms, and I feel so snug and cozy. I plead, Take me home with you, daddy, please, please. I want to go home with my daddy, I say in a baby voice as I wrap my arms around his neck. I twirl round and round on the bed, pretending I am Cinderella at the ball.I squeal with delight when he says yes, I can go home with him; he will drop me off at Grammys on his way to work the next morning. Humming to myself, I look longingly over to mommys bed, and I ask, When will mommy be home?