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The Old Man

by pickausername

Jingle Jangle Jongle, Said the old man. He was oh so tired, yet he conntinued to jingle. He said something in German, I don't know what. He leaked my ip on the dark web, Old men do that sometimes, I'm sure he didn't mean to. He said his name was Gary, Nice guy, Great fisher, he even bought me a lolipop. I had a dream once, can't remember what it was about. Jingle. Jangle. Jongle. -NC
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122 / The moon
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Written by
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122 / The moon
Published
Feb 28
Time
1m
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