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In the Sea Beer

Those two submarines are playing cards on their lunch break,
Suddenly a boiled egg passes and say:
-Hi five what you guys doing?
-We are playing cards
-Can I play?!
-This is only for members. 
-That's OK 
-I was going to the barbershop anyway,
- Ask Hydra for a Beer egg 
- I have been going to AA man are you crazy!,
The egg vomits 
The submarines laugh 
Hydra juggles

Dedicated to Professor Adriano Moreira
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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April 28, 2013 at 12:07 PM
Enjoyed the scattery drug induced nightmare hallucination thing you have going on here. Peace. ~Jeremy
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