questioned the recency of the discovery of zero until i realized the calculators of adolescence didn't have backspace.
hailed a taxi to the red balloon on the map nearby the embassy. buckwheat with the scissors, no. marlene cooked my next meal, yes.
spaced saturday, ate a jar of olives. one dog goes one way and the other dog goes the other way..and this guy's sayin', whaddya want from me
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