but thursday falters silently in a melon bath as the forcible milk of the lemon countermands my leper
Tom OBedlam I have control of a tank,
Tue 22 Apr 2008, 0:29,
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there were three forefathers four score and twenty years ago who foresaw four saws for sewing open sores
discomeats This canoe,
Tue 22 Apr 2008, 0:30,
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the effervescent vespers of the whispered whispers wore waistcoats Tom OBedlam I have control of a tank,
Tue 22 Apr 2008, 0:32,
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what choo talking 'bout wills? i ain't got no chicken! discomeats This canoe,
Tue 22 Apr 2008, 0:34,
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