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I did it momma, I stole the candy bar from your bedstead, so let my brothers and sisters go, yes, I am the youngest, and I give myself up don't whup them no more I eat it and proof, is in the pudding for I found out it was ex-lax, so whip me all you want.
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 5:27 AM UTC
take me to the woodshed
I did it momma, I stole the candy bar from your bedstead, so let my brothers and sisters go, yes, I am the youngest, and I give myself up don't whup them no more I eat it and proof, is in the pudding for I found out it was ex-lax, so whip me all you want.
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 5:27 AM UTC
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