It was your average day in the Long Island Sound. Well, close to average anyways. Bob, a lobster, had just finished molting into his fifth stage of life. As a result of molting into his fifth stage, Bob began to sink to the bottom of the ocean, only to find it filled with rocks, making perfect nooks and crannies for him to live in. He began to
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and love your mole. and obviously you
duh.
<3
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happy gilmole says hi.
and so do i, love.
that almost/sort of rhymes -- go me!
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CANTOR DOES NOT DANCE!
tell him i said that.
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