GridcosmLevel 480 of 4089
Started on Jan 26, 2000.
Completed on Jan 27, 2000.
Grid poemEdvard's post party screamin glove sauce was the currency in which Triceratops was paid, but Park Ranger banned topless divining. I see a lady and an Aunt Jemima headed squirrel on a fence, extorting money from Tex Coil, Religious Racoon and Marilyn verde espaņol Monroe Shock Absorbers on those delicate rollerskates. Now, blend, blend, blend, BLEND, blend you bastards, blend! Hearing what he heard, Mr. Phorayty Ayethree caught the 480b3 out of town becayse frankly, he wouldn't discuss meat carrots and drank red outshine when he traveled.
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