Like Mr. Midgett, I find myself in the mid to upper 20s.
This is mostly because a fondness for the songcraft of Carole King, a secret love of "Rumours"-era Fleetwood Mac, and the song "night fever" by the bee gees.
I feel slightly dirty.
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21But I digress. Please continue with the squirrel circuit semantic debate.