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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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2 comments:
LAAAAAAADY Madonna.
Drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars, eh? Why do you torture me so?
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