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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'm on it, Jesse! I just fired the first volley on my blog!
You know, ever since Obama was elected president, I've been wondering what Jesse was going to do with his life.
(not really)
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