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steven
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granted, but it's a job in which you don;t sell jack-shiat.
I wish the world would explode. With me on it.
(as a side note, Timmy ho's are quite common where I live; I can think of at least 3 or 4 within a 2-mile radius)
granted, but for some reason you servive the blast and drift around in space till you die3 of hunger.
I wish my teeth were as whit as