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it was a cold and frosty morning
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| im a fucking dog why are you talking to me | |
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the squirrel wasnt havin none of that shit
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| whateva i just wont even talk to you then you beatch | |
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| riiiiight you is one crazy chicken | |
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| bloody hell that was a weird dream haha imagine a squirrel and a dog talking | |
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