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"It's over for us. If this oil comes ashore, it's just over for us," Rowell said angrily, rubbing his forehead. "Nobody wants no oily shrimp."
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2 comments:
I can't argue with that - but he's a super retard with super retard powers.
So I wouldn't call him a retard to his face, is what I'm getting at.
Tard
Tardy
Late Late Late
Drive your truck
Through the gate gate gate.
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