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stand navy out to sea fight our battle cry we'll never change our course so vicious foes steer shy-yi-yi-yi roll out the tnt anchors aweigh You know, it's sad. I'm a freaking sailor, and I don't remember the rest of that tune,
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i want a squid tattooed on my back. my entire back.
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pSyche
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Giant red squid on my backpack now. smelling all fresh and of paints and things that are not of the sea. I would rub you with salt, but still, you would not be of the sea, and you would would not wriggle, writhe, or even shrink as the snail does. Red squid, i love you, and all your tentacles. You are almost as lovely as evil red robot. Eat your submarines and watch all the happy little sailors come drifting out.
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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