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I rush to flush my animal cookies into liquid ocean!
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout. The year was 5050 and the spider, unslanted to his task accidentally thunks it's thorax against the gate modifier, killing every spider due to public suffocation and water-based fatalities. The teacher throws her pupils at me with a expression of some boiled emotion exceeding the temperature of anger.
I will sleep with one eye open during nap-time.
[Softness, Aint It Cool?]
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