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New site? Maybe some day. 
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Cheech the dock supervisor: Well, better late than never. |
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Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink ;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot : O Christ !
That ever this should be !
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.
About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night ;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white. |
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DrinkHardThrashHard said: | Cheech the dock supervisor: Well, better late than never. |
whos chasing you in the park? the park bench is chasing you?! |
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That's a cool story. I wonder where the people came from, and can we see the bodies? |
 
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