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| Sunday morning, oh what a beautiful morning. The day of rest Ling Ling Bathry. Except for me. People's lives leave me no choice but to let them wander into traffic. | |
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| I don't understand Lord Jesus? I need to go pee pee. | |
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| Me either. I can't wait for my $2.99 Ny Steak and Eggs at The Orleans. Cheap, I like that. | |
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| Oh boy we're going to The Orleans for breakfast. Wait a minute. Lord Jesus it's 1:39 in the afternoon. Do you think they still serve the breakfast special? | |
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until the day I saw the world.
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| Ahhhhh! Rats Ass! I only have five bucks. Gramm Crackers and coffee, do you like Gramm crackers and coffee smartass! | |
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| Lord Jesus my stomach hurts. I think the acid juices and worms are eating through my innards. Black coffee is not good for a growing twelve year old Oriental student of medicine. | |
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