ansel hecked up his bind for a whim, shiny nicked and spot on slim, all battened billy, more over licht, con cart carry and a slew of stunning glances with the bon night prairie, goes to show that a sitdown stint with an amplified cherry, maddening to some (and kind of larry), shoes to gloat a godamnable port, chortle fort and pies to ferry, this programmable cavort so clearly and in need, hands in the sport, the fucker wore tweed.
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