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So I'm fully aware how bad form it is to necrophiliac your own thread which got like 2 responses the first time, but can I just say that 'I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me/chronic youth, I'm shoving blunt wraps in bitches ovaries'. That was pretty much it.
EDIT: Oh, and to point out that they got in The Wire, but I missed it. Anyone get that issue?
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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