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Christopher's pulse always raced when faced with anchovy paste splattered most steady, tossed like spaghetti in haste with no time to waste.

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Date: 2/6/2010 1:04:00 PM
salty. john
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Date: 2/6/2010 12:53:00 PM
Very funny
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