Sunday, June 1, 2008
Prinder.
Just very small it would be and it would come to the door. Really pretty wasn't supposed to be there, and your name is Acegrace? Growing too well I thought it was a sister a long time in years. Awful lot of walnuts coming back and forth, but they do, and take their hands off when they use bad at that what they got from then, and then comes in--he'll know what is. I think you know more than I do. Then says, when can I get you into bed? They come around in this place, that's seven. Two, three, iron, big birds. I have to wait on it with a hatchet, one man still gets cozy. Can you bone on your beast or like it older, wink it when I'm older--takes me for your things. Zooquise white sobbling scenery, couple of smokestacks to take, I'll do it in my own time. Day's up, you're there, Red set here, you've got a nice spot for mys take awhile comes and stars me. I was for an older pheasant before you finish for the moon. I'll say hello another time.
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