it never used to happen back in the day. the heads of many post-whores on stakes in the ground decorated my yard, which of course scared people out of doing it. |
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it never used to happen back in the day. the heads of many post-whores on stakes in the ground decorated my yard, which of course scared people out of doing it. |
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Ignorant bliss is an oxymoron; but so is miserable truth.
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