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The sun of the tropical island beats down on our poor little cowboy
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| doesn't speak the language...holds no currency...you can call me betty and betty when you call me you can call me Rob..sha-nananana | |
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BOOM!!!! a sari clad dynamo caromed by on a moped in an explosion of fleshy cantaloupes
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| What's my name bitch?! 0OH SHIT!! | |
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