I pick up my Junior.
I just like the way it feels when I hold it.
As my hand tightens, I put my thumb on the end and I start to click.
On and off. On and Off.
I keep clicking and clicking
On and off. On and off.
I can't stop clicking.
The more I click, the more I want to click.
On and off. On and off.
I look straight at the hot spot.
It gets bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, a little purple too.
I start to see spots and think "I'll go blind!", "I'll go blind!".
I keep clicking and clicking.
On and off. On and off.
My hand hurts. But I keep clicking.
My arm hurts. But I can't stop clicking. Not now!
I must've been "oowing" and "aahing" as there's a knock on the door.
"What are you doing in there?"
"Leave me alone!" as I continue to click my Junior.
On and off. On and off.
I just keep clicking and clicking.
I click until It's completely discharged, completely drained and out of juice, until there is no life left in my Junior as it hasn't much runtime.
I have to recharge.
I'm worried that my Junior won't be ready when I really need it.
While I feel guilty knowing that there is more to clicking than putting a spot on the wall, I'm glad that I clicked my Junior.
I clicked to relieve the tension, the frustration of not having used my Junior for a while.
Of those asked, it's said that half admit to clicking their Junior and that the other half lie about it.
If for no other reason, click your Junior because it's fun and feels good.
If you don't have a Junior, click someone's who does.
Those with a Junior like to share it with those who don't.
Just click it!
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I just like the way it feels when I hold it.
As my hand tightens, I put my thumb on the end and I start to click.
On and off. On and Off.
I keep clicking and clicking
On and off. On and off.
I can't stop clicking.
The more I click, the more I want to click.
On and off. On and off.
I look straight at the hot spot.
It gets bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, a little purple too.
I start to see spots and think "I'll go blind!", "I'll go blind!".
I keep clicking and clicking.
On and off. On and off.
My hand hurts. But I keep clicking.
My arm hurts. But I can't stop clicking. Not now!
I must've been "oowing" and "aahing" as there's a knock on the door.
"What are you doing in there?"
"Leave me alone!" as I continue to click my Junior.
On and off. On and off.
I just keep clicking and clicking.
I click until It's completely discharged, completely drained and out of juice, until there is no life left in my Junior as it hasn't much runtime.
I have to recharge.
I'm worried that my Junior won't be ready when I really need it.
While I feel guilty knowing that there is more to clicking than putting a spot on the wall, I'm glad that I clicked my Junior.
I clicked to relieve the tension, the frustration of not having used my Junior for a while.
Of those asked, it's said that half admit to clicking their Junior and that the other half lie about it.
If for no other reason, click your Junior because it's fun and feels good.
If you don't have a Junior, click someone's who does.
Those with a Junior like to share it with those who don't.
Just click it!
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