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The Wrong Melon Farmer
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Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: (つ♥ヮ♥)つ ٩๏̯͡๏)۶
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Sep 16th, 2010, 06:09 AM
..the place smelled like licorice and Walnettos, but the sweets had gone stale. I was sweating bullets as I walked into the kitchen. She'd got the drop on me, all 2 barrels of it. I pulled my rod ducked behind the avocado refrigerator. "So this is it" I thought, "It's me or GramGrams."
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