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| quote: | Originally posted by goldenarmZ
*cracks taha over the head with a glass porcupine*
*sells the moroccan f00l to a group of travellers for 6 camels and an orange peel*
*considers that he has got a good deal out of it* |
*steals all the mitsus goldenass has*
*farts on them and put them under is arms*
*sells them all to jeff for 3.99 quids*
*now that's what i call a drug*
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