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Peter taking Mark behind the big rock in the park, pushing his peter to the mark; Mark screamed, "u're killing me," Peter said, "Be quiet, I'm almost done. I'm done now." Standing, "Now I'll do u," said Mark. Shirley the Squirrel lived seven blocks downtown up a cobblestone alley; there were men gathered in the alley every night Shirley would be upstairs; no one ever met Shirley b/c Sheila charged a buck less & didn't mind the hard cobblestone on her bruised backside Sol came to Lot's backdoor & knocked; what do u want, Sol said Lot & Sol asked for a beer; go get ur own, shouted Lot; ah, but if the Lord asked u for a beer wouldst thou deny him? Is the Lord at the bar right now, asked Lot, if he is I'll buy a round for the house; Sol went away thirsty never to know whether the Lord was indeed at the bar at that very moment; x  xxxx *** *** *** ** ** x  x   xxxxxxx ** xxxxxx *** x   *** *** x xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** x ** *** xxxxxx x x   *** *** xxxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***  xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:34 AM UTC
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Peter taking Mark behind the big rock in the park, pushing his peter to the mark; Mark screamed, "u're killing me," Peter said, "Be quiet, I'm almost done. I'm done now." Standing, "Now I'll do u," said Mark. Shirley the Squirrel lived seven blocks downtown up a cobblestone alley; there were men gathered in the alley every night Shirley would be upstairs; no one ever met Shirley b/c Sheila charged a buck less & didn't mind the hard cobblestone on her bruised backside Sol came to Lot's backdoor & knocked; what do u want, Sol said Lot & Sol asked for a beer; go get ur own, shouted Lot; ah, but if the Lord asked u for a beer wouldst thou deny him? Is the Lord at the bar right now, asked Lot, if he is I'll buy a round for the house; Sol went away thirsty never to know whether the Lord was indeed at the bar at that very moment; x  xxxx *** *** *** ** ** x  x   xxxxxxx ** xxxxxx *** x   *** *** x xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** x ** *** xxxxxx x x   *** *** xxxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***  xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx *** ** ** x x xxxxxxxx  xxxx ***   xxxxxxx xxxxx *** *** *** xxxx xxxxx xxxxx
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:34 AM UTC
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