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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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My dog.
7 comments:
Wifey is my hero.
Park My Car Wherever I Feel Like It.
Wifey in The Driveway in Front of the Dumpster.
Get Back (away from the dumpster)
I Saw Her Parking There
The Fool On The Driveway
I bet Nopie drives the blue one, while Wifey 's is the gray.
Nopie: Why don't we do it in the dumpster?
Wifey: Drop dead, you.
I misunderstood this yesterday...I thought she'd had the dumpstah left in the way of your garage door so you had to pahk outside.
(I forgot your cah wasn't silvah anymore.)
My version of the story was maybe bettah.
I do believe that Lots of's getting bettah
Really getting bettah all the time.
The sign on the dumpster says: 'Don't Park in Front of the Dumpster'
Or something like that.
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