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Sep 18
Is that your dog? Yes. I found him eating *** food that looked like garbage in Montana. Is he for sale? Of course. I want a thousand dollars for him. Does he come with kennel club papers and everything? Yes. He's a pure-breed dog with large ****** that sound like angel wings flapping over Bismark when it's raining on Christmas eve.
𝘚𝘢𝘻𝘺 π—•π—²π—Ώπ—Ήπ—Άπ—»π˜€π—Έπ˜†
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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