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"pizzimp" poems
The summer breeze blows through my beard, Some people may think, it's kind of weird. Alas, I don't care, as I whip my hair. Let's go get some bbq and get busy.
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Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 9:15 PM UTC
josh-picard
The Life Story of a Pizzimp
The summer breeze blows through my beard, Some people may think, it's kind of weird. Alas, I don't care, as I whip my hair. Let's go get some bbq and get busy.
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