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				__________________ FEED ME KITTENS...:eek: | 
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				__________________ "A big bag of Taqitos and a clown with no head" | 
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 OH SHIT...Sergio...I'm pretty sure that I left my shirt in your car...I'm not kidding...Would you take it in the house for me, please? 
				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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				__________________ "A big bag of Taqitos and a clown with no head" | 
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			okay shirt is safe now, not much to this one. Bet everyone would live to see you modeling for them.
		 
				__________________ "A big bag of Taqitos and a clown with no head" | 
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 Thanks, I appreciate it, check the floorboard...I'll need it Monday night...Can you drop it off after work, please? 
				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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