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And there's the problem. Someone should have shown you how to train the bears, how to read upside down from the handbook of poison sumac. Its hurts the surname, tattooing dramas across a narrow plane, wormholing and fumbling through to the salutation; - man mentions his wife to the group of iced tea sipping women eyeing him like roasted bird and I smile - ******* on pinecones no we all like to appear smart - at the end of the world - i know i'll see to it personally that you have all the  rosaries buried with the remains - in the trunk of a plymouth satellite
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC
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And there's the problem. Someone should have shown you how to train the bears, how to read upside down from the handbook of poison sumac. Its hurts the surname, tattooing dramas across a narrow plane, wormholing and fumbling through to the salutation; - man mentions his wife to the group of iced tea sipping women eyeing him like roasted bird and I smile - ******* on pinecones no we all like to appear smart - at the end of the world - i know i'll see to it personally that you have all the  rosaries buried with the remains - in the trunk of a plymouth satellite
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC
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