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| quote: | Originally posted by djjonas
That's cool. I will be wearing your sombrero and drinking your beer on your couch while your mom hums la cucaracha with her head in my lap. |
i hope you didnt pay for that service its usually free....
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"Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold :
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold."
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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