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Shit a dog's nose!
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| A Roachclip 2004-10-27, 7:11 pm |
| It looks like you're stuck with me. I can't get Badd Luck to move a
single step no matter how hard I kick her. Besides, Big Daddy doesn't
want to leave the bar. Killborn scurried off somewhere, though. He's
happy to be out of Lotitta's basement and that the gators aren't going
to chomp him. Any of you swomp critters want to meet me over at Big
Daddy's place tonight? I'm buying.
Ashley
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In article <4141-41801352-551@storefull-3253.bay.webtv.net>
aclip@webtv.net (A Roachclip) wrote:
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> It looks like you're stuck with me. I can't get Badd Luck to move a
> single step no matter how hard I kick her. Besides, Big Daddy doesn't
> want to leave the bar. Killborn scurried off somewhere, though. He's
> happy to be out of Lotitta's basement and that the gators aren't going
> to chomp him. Any of you swomp critters want to meet me over at Big
> Daddy's place tonight? I'm buying.
> Ashley
That's life Ashley. You can lead Badd Luck to the Ice Cream Factory but you
sure as hell can't make her eat. You ought to know that by now.
LCA
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