Started on Dec 15, 1999.
Completed on Dec 16, 1999.
Statement 1: Most rural ditch weed is not worth a dime bag I ordered the chicken wings of two people he didn't but it sounded so prog rock like glistening honey and the ants that lick light sensitive spots of fear and loathing which form like Voltron on a fast forward crush groove.
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