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doctor squillo
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now, sit still, this is gonna sting a bit, now just count sideways from llama
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Ariadani
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mmm, slugs.
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020718
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squint
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do i hear syrup?
eat my nine iron midwifery cookbook.
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Nicodemus Undershuttle
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drip drip drip
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020718
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paste!
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mmm, midwives.
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DannyH
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Not having any? Shame. It's like mother's milk to the rest of us, right boys?
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Ariadani
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crayons, syrup and milk?
where'd the walrus waddle off to?
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squint
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you mean the spanish walrus?
check behind the sneaker in the broken meat freezer.
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paste!
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maple sneakers, dimples and an IV? what did one walrus say to the other four while balancing the eiffel tower on its nose?
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a torta
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mainline the tree_sausage chopped up with the buffalo_eggs and flattened by horf_mallets
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donald pube
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merry christmas, pube mullet
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whitechocolatewalrus
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i colored my walrus green, but the crayon fell into his vein and he started to cry. the tears dissolved the ground beneath him and he fell into the dream world where everything is backwards. surlaw.
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031208
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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