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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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My dog.
3 comments:
Man I really liked him too.
RIP Tim
I guess he followed the second star to the left straight on till noon...no, wait...hang on...
Too bad, he was a good 'un.
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