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bite me, so you did. with pine slivers plucked from vertical thrones by an unpolished stone, you plunged (hapless heathen), becoming the ripple that would knock charon to the floor. the ark bowed down, drenching us all in the needles of your sunken oar.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
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bite me, so you did. with pine slivers plucked from vertical thrones by an unpolished stone, you plunged (hapless heathen), becoming the ripple that would knock charon to the floor. the ark bowed down, drenching us all in the needles of your sunken oar.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
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