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Goddammit, stop moving around, now, and dont be playing with your pecker. Clint Bonner stepped back to admire his handiwork, and took a drag on his mean little stogie. Look in the mirror.
Flub looked in the mirror and snorted into Georgia Lottery his drink. Jesus Christ, get serious, 
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pushin it. Why dont you read that article again before you start smearing that stuff Georgia Lottery on my face? With anybody else wed probably be pushing it, I agree. Clint gave his brother a clean towel. Here, wipe em with this and Ill try it again. By the day after tomorrow, well have vayama
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