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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.
4 comments:
Steve,
It ain't a very happy birthday for ol' blue eyes...he's dead, ya know.
He's dead!??! WHEN?
Thank you!
My cowboy boots bring me the kind of pleasure that makes me need to go and wash my hands.
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