I used to be a fond map reader. I asked my dad for a sextant so I could measure the angle between any two visible objects. but he misheard and got me something else.
now I like camping
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my dad used to drink a lot. he would come home and play his favourite game
shit your pants. blame the dog.
no rules. one winner. and we didn't have a dog. eventually we had to buy a dog because the parrot was getting all the flack
"squawk that wasn't me"
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whilst at university, a bilingual, tricycle riding and quadraphenia watching octopus walked into the pentagon.
what do you think?
its good, hex-sept....