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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."
"Oh, That Wifey!"
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8 comments:
I thought it was the white chicks that were responsible for them.
I dunno, Stalin was pretty girly.
I'm confused. What's whiter than a German chick?
I like whitefish!
See Lois,...there lies the joke.
Thank you, Lois, you just made my afternoon.
Ms. Donahue, you misunderstand me...my high school sweetheart was a whitefish.
Ah, but she was delicious.
The Wayans Brothers appreciate your support.
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