Once upon a time, there was a tiny little girl named Marie. She loved exploring, in fact, every day she would set off into the woods by her house and discover secrets and mysteries and hiding places. This worried her parents a great deal, because Marie was an incredibly tiny girl. They tried to forbid Marie to stop exploring, but she kicked and screamed and cried and sulked for 4 days straight. They let her go exploring again, but on one condition: Marie's grandpa, Hogarth, had to come with her. Marie was less than pleased about this, because her grandpa was getting old, and she thought he would slow her down and lecture her and tell her to be more ladylike and say other granpa-like things. But she loved exploring more than anything, so she agreed. They set out the next day. Grandpa Hogarth had his cane, and Marie was driving herself CRAZY walking slow enough to stay with him. Grandpa Hogarth didn't say much until they came to a large old tree. He stopped and looked at that tree with such focused concentration that Marie got kind of
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I had a sister for a moose once who was friends with a goose whos name was bruce they had attruce and wore loose shirts and werent emo and did not have cremo in their coffee but had many toffee's in their loffee?
okay I TRIED DAMN and im sorry but im slow what the hell is a birkenstock?there association with trees and bootlegs does not help :/
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you rock. :)
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who was friends with a goose
whos name was bruce
they had attruce
and wore loose shirts
and werent emo
and did not have cremo in their coffee
but had many toffee's
in their loffee?
okay I TRIED DAMN
and im sorry but im slow what the hell is a birkenstock?there association with trees and bootlegs does not help
:/
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