If I were a gambling man, I'd gamble on me. I have skillz (the "z" illustrates the extremely high level of skill I possess), charm, talent and a station wagon. I am allergic to neither carrots, nor fire. I have less than one jet pack, but I can spell the word "responsibility" without the aid of a friend or enemy. If I were asked to name one of my favorite colors, I would promptly respond with a lie that was so colorful and loud, it would pass a kidney stone without even wincing. Yes, sir or ma'am. If I were a gambling man, I'd gamble on me. Not because I like to win... but because I think losing is unattractive and that's something I don't know how to be.
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