biscuit flipped like quick swith cnwew drip.
old came new. I piulled my tough son.
Once in woods whre Gretel terried.
I found ut that clit wa sharyr. Slammed in the door frma enad
and made her run for fole.
That barely leagal bithc cheaes scoal.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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