can i have a rerun of my favourite tuesday? can i get a nice second hand gondola? can i get my own river? will my river take me to the middle of the deap seas? will it tell me tales of pirates and noblemen and dragons with a butterfly hoard?
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Sharpened pencils, twisted tongues, dulled wits, tarnished dreams and all that makes a day bearable or unbearable. Depending on the day. But not mondays. Those are uniformly ugly.
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- oxyacetelyne
- fat boring woman with small life, large feet and many footwear.has ability to put aforementioned foot in her mouth with clockwork regularity
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