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*wanders in*
*wonders why we're all typing like this*
*sees bones playing naked twister with the hilton sisters*
*goes over, snaps Paris and Nicky like the little twigs they are*
*waits for an invite to play naked twister*
*still wonder's what is up with the stars*
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Absence is to love what wind is to fire. It extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
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