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Aug 2017
I'll just quit, give up, resign or abdicate on chicks too dumb to learn
that milk cream dumped off cliffs ain't like cream in a butter churn.
Don't pour battery acid over my corn flakes please! I know that you
love me despite my house full of fleas & many bounced-check fees.
If I had a million-dollar yacht I just know that fellow million-dollar yachtsmen would have more respect for me whilst I am temporarily
living for free, behind a Walmart dumpster near a dead walnut tree.
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†
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๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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