I aint gunna work for Maggie's dime handing sad excuse for a farming returnable door slammer

i am going to enter the national story-writing contest with the following story:

Valerie is holding the mangerial position at the local delta factory. she doesn't know what really happens when she goes to sleep, but the going ons that do happen, happen while she sleeps, and that she knows for sure.

the end.

i spent the entire night with Joey, Pierre and a girl i dont even know. It was heavy. the previous passage was referring to her, and some others things that i have no control over. I have a massive amount of homework to be doing Joey with, but instead I play the keyboard with pierre's genetaliafenelageralia. you fenagling trampaminifidimophitisnificient. the crown will plainly show the prisoner. showing feelings of Joey 'spr ivate Parts. ART!!!!! the bleeding heqrts a with mother let me hammer him today.go eat fish.


Chancellor Kohl, Governing Mayor Diepgen, ladies and gentlemen: Twenty-four years ago, President John F. Kennedy visited Berlin, speaking to the people of this city and the world at the City Hall. Well, since then two other presidents have come, each in his turn, to Berlin. And today I, myself, make my second visit to your city.

that dirty dad of yours. dirty dancing. bet your bottom dollar mother fucker. the fool on the hizzle.

john heeyeah. Horneh eh? YEa. hInverteD


































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