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Though very close....
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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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3 comments:
Next year I'm releasing a movie called the "Dark Milk Slumdog."
I'm gonna be rich.
Apparently the masses agree.
Or they're all still asleep.
Or something.
DVRing the Oscars and fastforwarding through them in 40 minutes while you eat lunch is the best superpower.
Or something.
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