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Nov 2017
You cut down my tree with a hatchet. I hate you. Happy birthday. Prepare to die!ο»Ώ
"There are millions of delicious chicks and we can't **** 'em all," said Averell Harriman just before he crapped out. [Let's forget "The CrΓ©dit Mobilier Scandal of 1872" for now.]
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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