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| scorched mirth policy |
Fly! pull these measurements outta yer ass, you nasal passages! I got more oatmeal in my oldsmobile than you've got rice cakes. I swear to Jesus, Hampi, if you don't quit that racket i will have no choice but to send you back to the monastery with the order of saint_lunchmeat_aloysius_basketball again tweeze, you fucker, tweeze |
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