Tough day to be a guy named Larry when it's Larry day and you're the only Larry in town.

People walking around saying "happy Larry day." Not knowing they're talking to the very soul that Larry's identity seeps.

I am Larry, just like you and I, we are Larry and there's no where to hide, but on plain sight.

I wear a moustache and my hairs sandy blonde I listen to rock and I know how to bond. But people don't know me by name, they know me by face. I wouldn't wanna make things weird and turn into an ignorant Larry case.

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I'm like that guy Larry, no, I am that guy Larry. I'm that guy Larry you tell your friends about "ayyyyy LARRRRRY GUMMON." they say with their wicked grins. I can't take the ridicule.

2008 was my lowest point. I had a movie date and she insisted we go see one of those god awful Adam Sandler movies. I'll be honest I wasn't too cut up about it, as I'd seen click a couple years prior, which wasn't that bad.

But when we bought tickets, I read tickets, she read tickets, she laughed with glory; "LAAAAAAARRY!" it's like I could never escape the pain of being a Larry. God damn man it's kinda sad, Larry's are humans too Yknow. We don't need to be seen as more, just the same as everyone else, that is all. That's all I want. Please Larry is aight. Just say it Larry aight.. auuuuuuuuuye