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i. i'm choleric and that's nothing new ii. wrapped in a quilt, i toil and sully our sarsaparilla love iii. in the frosty morning an ancient beast rears its head iv. it implodes quietly at the bottom of the mekong v. this isn't language; it's pornographic license
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 4:01 AM UTC
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i. i'm choleric and that's nothing new ii. wrapped in a quilt, i toil and sully our sarsaparilla love iii. in the frosty morning an ancient beast rears its head iv. it implodes quietly at the bottom of the mekong v. this isn't language; it's pornographic license
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 4:01 AM UTC
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