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Dec 2011
Your ***** give me
******
My ****** gave you
babies
Your babies are giving me
a ******* headache

Seriously
will you hurry up
and
get home
before I start slapping
the ****
out of these kids?

You said you had to
help your sister
move.

That was about ten hours
ago.

Where the hell is she
moving to?
The moon?
Written by
Dan Hires
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   Emily Tyler and Waverly
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