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carthaginian_twinkies
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paste!
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i want the lubed tongs! you can't handle the radioactivity! the archipelago the archipelago hannnnnnnnnnnnibal fathers up the volvo stalled, the river has no gall bladder in the eye of the volcano, stutter, mulepops were forest-features. go to mexico, get some gnupfitor, no more croissants, the anti-bacon leg devices, all gold plated, divine, central heating all fuzzy. one thing i must let them know, don't sprig aortas on harvey coco's makeshift leg candle, it fuzzies out whatever gentle light emitted...but make waves to stop!! the approaching galleons with their cargo of dark matter and inflatable bamboo plantations.
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meeeerrrr... they are being horrid to me :-(
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what's it to you?
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