The royal filament will not oxidize, and never shall you lack for beans and rice in the kingdom of Winnipeg; for communism may not be the way, though laugh-joke-comedy may be. Be sure to stop by my wicker home of homes and I will play you Tin Pan Alley on my friend(ly/-making) banjolele.
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i twas fuckin nick , we called knee dicks (dicks that come out of knees)... we called them dicks
NICK SOLIZ
i remembered
yes?
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we nacalled them nicks
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