Its all gin and tonics from here gentleman, but now we brew our own gin , and instead of quinine, we muscle through the sobering pains of malaria. Dont let the corperations win people. Its not to late to save your terrible, terrible, reputations. And yes, there's a light on my bike, but i don't know how to make a light so shut up. Stupid heads.
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Evil sit, t'is live.
just ram one up the poop shoot
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