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It was a warm Tuesday afternoon at McDonalds. Jessie Canard was on the tail end of her shift behind the counter when she noticed a strange looking boy enter the restaurant. He leaned hard on the door, trying to support his weight with his arms instead of his legs. His face was bowed down towards the floor as he panted in exhaustion. The boy's hair and clothes were almost dripping wet. Jessie couldn't tell if it was due to sweat or something else. His white shirt was ripped at the bottom and there were traces of mud all over his tall body. Af
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I met you that time you where bumming on Kelby's couch.
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Freedom yells, it don't cry
Whatever sells will decide
But there's no hell when you die
So don't look so worried.
Yur neice,
Kitty.
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Halabalooza says:
lulz professor utonium
Halabalooza says:
you sexy thing
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