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when I enter Baskin-Robbins in the hood so many flavors of sin none good for the  health of Ben or Jerry. Where I get cussed at by those behind me in the line because I tarry in deciding, I grin, step back, and say, ummmmm, Then I cause vanilla freezes and strawberry cheesecake and rocky roads to melt as a twelve year old behind me in line cusses like a sailor.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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when I enter Baskin-Robbins in the hood so many flavors of sin none good for the  health of Ben or Jerry. Where I get cussed at by those behind me in the line because I tarry in deciding, I grin, step back, and say, ummmmm, Then I cause vanilla freezes and strawberry cheesecake and rocky roads to melt as a twelve year old behind me in line cusses like a sailor.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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