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Originally Posted by smel
Ahhh no, that is not what happened...lol.
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Well then what happened? Wait...no no no, don't tell me. I love guessing.
So somebody poisoned your lemonade, and now you are left a cackling old woman, sitting in a rocking chair, on her front porch. You may be missing some teeth, and hairy wartage has over taken your chin. You spend the evenings cackling to lil' lasses and lads, as they pass your porch, "be a careful youngin's...ol' smelly senses a storm a brewin'....a bad storm a brewin'...a hahahahahahahah"
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