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Three heads and a quarter, barely even a meal for me. How could one think it was good for six pennies and tea? ******* A horse's tail whiplash made Barefoot Pinot Grigio spill. Angry children steal from the shop owner's unguarded till. What? Eating apples with a pig under a fig tree; I wonder if they'll ever find me? A sword drawn on a child the story ends with six pennies and a quarter to spend. How mild?
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
Fogglifter
Three heads and a quarter, barely even a meal for me. How could one think it was good for six pennies and tea? ******* A horse's tail whiplash made Barefoot Pinot Grigio spill. Angry children steal from the shop owner's unguarded till. What? Eating apples with a pig under a fig tree; I wonder if they'll ever find me? A sword drawn on a child the story ends with six pennies and a quarter to spend. How mild?
8/15/14
everett
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22/M/American
Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
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