“Christy. Christy. Christy. I love you, Christy. Christy…” — Morbid at 20:54
“Christy. Christy. Christy. I love you, Christy. Christy, you rock. Never change. Never. Trigger warning in advance. This is going to be a hard one. Oh, boy. So here it is. Picture it. 1996 in Weatherford, Texas. It's the middle of the summer and we are on the fifth day of a hundred plus degree streak. Back then, it…”
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