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Thanks, Sam, the sacks of rice will keep 'till
doomsday, jeans
assembled almost cheaply enough for the
assembler to fit in & don't forget Coors Light
wishes (don't spare the ice) &
Velveeta dreams enough to feed the
County we're having over for the Block
Party next
NASCAR weekend, startin'
Friday after work w/ lawnmower races around
back, 'till Summer Slam, a buncha'
bunches o' bananas & peanut butter ('case Elvis shows) in a
vat we can empty and use as a swimming
pool later &
yessah', plenty o' pork rinds. We'll
leave the solar-powered patio lights on for ya'.
Cretan Maineiac
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