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One fat hen couple duck three brown bear four running hare five fat fickle female sitting sipping scotch six simple simon sitting on a stone seven sinbad sailors sailed the seven seas eight egotistical egoists echoing egotistical ecstasies nine nude nublians nimbly nibbling nuts gnats nicotine ten was and never was a fig plucker nor a fig plucker's son and I ain't leaving till this fucking fig pluckin's done now ask me if I am a turtle. (Tim) Are you a turtle? (Wolf) You bet your sweet ass I'm a turtle. Once a turtle, always a turtle!

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hey when a guy needs help with his love juice, a guy needs help with his love juice.
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now i see what happened,soem facist mod modded the word cum..not cool!
btw,you lika da juice>??
take the E to the A to the D...you\'ll be all set

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all dave on that mod.  and no i\'m not partial to da juice.
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Quote from: Jim Cobb
all dave on that mod.  and no i\'m not partial to da juice.

pecker=faggotass..
take the E to the A to the D...you\'ll be all set

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this was an interesting read.  sick bastards.

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**** queef.  :tired:
The crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sagethicket. "Vamanos amigos," he whispered, and threw the busted leather flintscraw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusklight.  --Eli Cash