this might be our last leisurely wogie's friday for a while since mike betrayed (?) me and hot something called "a job." how could you do this to our drinking schedule?
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chicken wings there, give you wings. spicy fart! fly!
"i know you are, but what am i?" "yeah, you are a power/popper btm!"
i have crush on queen latifah since when we bumped into each other on 6th ave while i was walking milan, the sweetest blue nose pitbull, and she said looking at me smiling "that's a big old pit bull!" i was star struck and fainted internally and had to reboot. when i did, she was gone. maybe i run on windows vista.
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