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- Too much good stuff
- no real mail
- Walk
- I ain't gonna git sick!
- Chores are a chore
- See my horizon
- One of these days
- Cure-all
- Leporine Snorkels
- Them's got big teeth
- It hurts
- Massive Conspiracy
- cheese
- Why not?
- Pet Shark
- Waste
- Where's the sun??
- breakfast
- Shut yer trap
- A load of hooey
- my mind
- How will I die?
- Mornings
- Grocery stores
- Vata
- Hmmm...
- My knees
- Awright. That does it.
- Durn whippersnappers
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2 comments:
It ain't the shoes, son.
Well, maybe it's the shoes, but that teaspoon and soap business sounds too much like what Vata's friends would tell me. I just can't bring myself to participate in that sort of nonsense.
Nothing to lose but our pride, son. Nothing but our pride.
[I must thank you for spelling "lose" correctly. It's been too long.]
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