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It was one of those days when the sun was like, "I'm gonna be real hot today....extra hot" I saw some birds fly underneath a truck. by their banter, I could tell they were excited; "Ah dude, this shade's sick" "Yeah dude. This shade's tweet" And it's crazy cause those blaring days sometimes turned into vicious attacks by fanatical rains. They always wanted my face. The drowning plants under my Econoline shoes place their infants on my laces. I'm afraid to open the door because of the black widow near the doorbell. I once broke one.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
Codeine Sun Stroke
It was one of those days when the sun was like, "I'm gonna be real hot today....extra hot" I saw some birds fly underneath a truck. by their banter, I could tell they were excited; "Ah dude, this shade's sick" "Yeah dude. This shade's tweet" And it's crazy cause those blaring days sometimes turned into vicious attacks by fanatical rains. They always wanted my face. The drowning plants under my Econoline shoes place their infants on my laces. I'm afraid to open the door because of the black widow near the doorbell. I once broke one.
jeremy-duff
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
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