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			What do you make of this? 
 
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Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses. 
 
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			Quick! ! ! ! ! 
 
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			Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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			No No, thats not a vibrating tooth pick
			
			
			
			
  
			 
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			"OK, so I put it in my mouth.  Then what?"
			
			
			
			
  
			 
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			"Nick nack, paddy wack, give a dog a bone......"
			
			
			
			
  
			 
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			Dead clever. 
 
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			Old mother Hubbard went to her cubbord to get her poor doggy a bonner.
			
			
			
			
  
			 
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			... you said: "Rover, bring me the bone of Alfredo Garcia."   Oh, fuck!  It was the head, wasn't it?  I think I'll run wild for a couple of years ...
			
			
			
			
  
			 
			For a' that an' a' that,  
It's comin' yet for a' that, 
That man tae man, the worrld o'er 
Shall brithers be, for a' that. 
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