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Dear Boss. What a wonderful shirt you've made. I wear it when out and about old London. You know how it is. They scream, I cut, the gutters run vermillion red. I think I may have eaten some of her liver. I didn't have any red wine. I'll be seeing you. Yours truly...
Rating:  [5 of 5 Flaming Jalapenos!] |
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