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Early one morn in the wake of the attacks...
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| Good Lord, my balls are itchy.......and rubbin' my thighs together just ain't doin' the trick. | |
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| Oh wait, I have an idea! Now, how did I do that thing back in Jerusalem....something to do with...oh, yeah, I got it! | |
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After a brief moment of incantation...
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| Listen man, now that you're up I need you to do something for me... | |
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