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on a nudist beach there was a man wearing shorts they were yellow shorts and a jaunty hat which despite their cheerful airiness the chipper summer colour, he felt alone, down and shunned. the mere thought of those dear shorts invited des amigos and an invitation for tacos a sombrero night he thought as he picked them out in the store. but now alone on the beach he caught disdainful glares directed at the winsome shorts he had arrived at the beach so vivacious and jolly but walking along, the rough, hot sand blistering his feet, he was morose forlorn sorrowful and wistful for those dreams those empty shells....... ............. ............ ............ sombrero
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
nudist beach
on a nudist beach there was a man wearing shorts they were yellow shorts and a jaunty hat which despite their cheerful airiness the chipper summer colour, he felt alone, down and shunned. the mere thought of those dear shorts invited des amigos and an invitation for tacos a sombrero night he thought as he picked them out in the store. but now alone on the beach he caught disdainful glares directed at the winsome shorts he had arrived at the beach so vivacious and jolly but walking along, the rough, hot sand blistering his feet, he was morose forlorn sorrowful and wistful for those dreams those empty shells....... ............. ............ ............ sombrero
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Dutchman
Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
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