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Discussion Forums => General Discussion => Topic started by: Black T Cat on September 22, 2017, 10:59:35 am
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I was somewhere on the edge of the Great American desert when the peanut M&M'S began to take hold of my bowels.
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We were somewhere around the edge of exceptional drought when the cramps began to kick me in the groin.
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Let's raise up our glasses against evil forces, singing, "Whiskey for my wheat, beer for my corn.
Whiskey for my wheat, beer for my corn."
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they are closing in. we are nearly surrounded. there is no mercy in their eyes.