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I don't know what to say. But I guess I said it anyway. Or typed it...or made typing out of what I thought was saying something when no one can actually hear me say it.* (Here).**
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Can't Control your Future. Can't Control your Friends. The women start to hike their skirts up. I didn't have a clue. That is when I kinda learned how to smile a lot. One Two Three Fouir fun ter thehr fuur. -
I can appreciate the price of this... entertainment piece!!"If you want to be a monk... you gotta cook a lot of rice...”Comment
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