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Dear Lord Almighty.

Started by EK WAFFLR, January 12, 2014, 11:58:01 PM

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EK WAFFLR

January 12, 2014, 11:58:01 PM
I don't even

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"At first I lifted weights.  But then I asked myself, 'why not people?'  Now everyone runs for the fjord when they see me."


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January 13, 2014, 12:44:21 AM
 :aaa:

What could they have been thinking? What? Just what?
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."

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