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Mother Hips Part Timer Goes Full

Thank you brother for the load But I guess that all my stuff is stowed I guess it's time for me to go To get stoned up the road, I get stoned on

it's very weird and very wide Longhorn skulls and gryphons are carved high above the entrance to the building of the college of psychology. An ocean full

I can see us lost across the mountains and our heads are filled with dental gold and counselling. I do not believe that anyone here has found it but

This is my nothing time Tired of always being told what time. Don't follow too close behind the one that walks before you. There are the insect

A man stands in handcuffs under the underpass. He points to the sand with the toe of his boot And the deputy leads him away. Mister, mister, mister

Thank you firemen, thank you G.I.s. thank you operator for getting me this line. But I am not well, I can just tell the bent carousel, the bent carousel

When a person has too much she can forget what she really needs When you pull the spike from the flesh it is then that the wound will bleed The drawer