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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:
NOPIE!!!
This place is too damn dull! Do something normal and freak us all out, willya?
He's drunk in a gutter somewhere sleeping off his "Yankees were eliminated" drunk...I hope.
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