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I escaped the irons blowing kisses to future fathers- I escaped the bronx cheers and lack of filligre, I escaped the "shut your mouth, old hound- lend your ears to the lack of me."
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Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 4:45 AM UTC
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I escaped the irons blowing kisses to future fathers- I escaped the bronx cheers and lack of filligre, I escaped the "shut your mouth, old hound- lend your ears to the lack of me."
judd-orsburn
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Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 4:45 AM UTC
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