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I was in a toga, she was doing yoga: I don't know her. Handed me the sushi, instantly I grew a beard; It was bushy. Her eyes mad a sound like lightning, which startled a sardine. The sky was aquamarine.
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Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
She was doing yoga
I was in a toga, she was doing yoga: I don't know her. Handed me the sushi, instantly I grew a beard; It was bushy. Her eyes mad a sound like lightning, which startled a sardine. The sky was aquamarine.
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Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
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