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Today's the day, The big one The prize fight. 4 weeks of intensive training, religiously practising our art sleepless nights and drawing boards anxiety yours, headscratching, mine have brought us to this fated hour. This sainted day shall bring a fight unto vanilla death but we Jakes men are strong of heart and you wear your cape of courage well as we set out with trusted hound to defend our fortress and to mock with disdain the keeps of our rivals. Take up your arms! Hold steady... On my word... CHARGE!! Let the sand castle competition begin.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:41 AM UTC
we will fight them on the beaches
Today's the day, The big one The prize fight. 4 weeks of intensive training, religiously practising our art sleepless nights and drawing boards anxiety yours, headscratching, mine have brought us to this fated hour. This sainted day shall bring a fight unto vanilla death but we Jakes men are strong of heart and you wear your cape of courage well as we set out with trusted hound to defend our fortress and to mock with disdain the keeps of our rivals. Take up your arms! Hold steady... On my word... CHARGE!! Let the sand castle competition begin.
ryan-jakes
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:41 AM UTC
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