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Oct 2014
waa
waluigi looked at me with a face of an angel.
his life efforts had been put down for as long as he had known,
but now it was all clear.

he came to my earlobe, with his moustache twitching
and his eyes shining as bright as the moon itself.
he then whispered in my ear:

"waa."

then he farted and ******* died
true story
Nathan Marshall
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Nathan Marshall  toowoomba
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