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rample my daffodils with their big, hairy f
 
ver had a chance to say "goodbye", dammit. I think I'll go and have a wa
 
eal thrills. Maybe I could stick some bread on my d
 
lap their wing and fly away, scared by the sight of my thr
 
ice the size of normal feet, but then again I am a clown and my h
 
uomongous red nose and big-ass feet are none of your goddamn b
 
-rated films; don't get me started on those. Did you see the one where this guy g
 
alm pilot, which started vibrating. The lady reached or
 
eep me up all night talking politics and religion. I tell them to g
 
row some balls, get a haircut and a job. Unfortunately I d
 
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