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BRINK now when I hear that, makes me feel so on edge, or was that the novel by Ilene Over I forget. any way not climbing up there today as King Kong said hate flying things them ******** sting LEMONDADE like your mother made, just the right amount of sweetness. and have you seen my teeth more holes than any volcano. BUBBLES was our one eye dog, lost its tail in a lawnmower and balance. really bad to take for a walk. :-) P@ul.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
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BRINK now when I hear that, makes me feel so on edge, or was that the novel by Ilene Over I forget. any way not climbing up there today as King Kong said hate flying things them ******** sting LEMONDADE like your mother made, just the right amount of sweetness. and have you seen my teeth more holes than any volcano. BUBBLES was our one eye dog, lost its tail in a lawnmower and balance. really bad to take for a walk. :-) P@ul.
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paul-hardwick
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
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