wandered off again, on its merry way a salty sea bound peanut left twon yesterday. good riddence, nut, see you in the salty deep feeling slorry for you shell we have sympathy but we don't feel sorry, grown too bitter by too many beatings from a peanut with a grudge.Birth sign: Cancer
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