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In walked the manmade entirely of Graham Crackers."Get out," I said, "this is my room."But he wouldn't leave,So I threw the milk at him.
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Feb 22, 2010
Feb 22, 2010 at 3:33 AM UTC
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In walked the manmade entirely of Graham Crackers."Get out," I said, "this is my room."But he wouldn't leave,So I threw the milk at him.
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Feb 22, 2010
Feb 22, 2010 at 3:33 AM UTC
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