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Soup-R-Man's Head Scatchers...

How'd I get jock itch?? I don't even own a horse!!! Why, what--ya, ya, ya,.... A.O.L. always tell me I got mail? I go to my mailbox; there's "nut'ing dare!!" I have an unsual means of keeping calculator of my mind= I rate each day on 3 scales- a)how dumb I act...2)how much even dumbest are surpassed by me...3)I asked my bandmate, and great sax player (yeah, he's addicted-ta-love!! even I gotta a higher to get ya-ta-ta, oh here... even if ya' gett'a ya,ya, ya's, out,yeah, oh hym... outlet loft , oh yeah ya ya hadidly yippe, yipes my think'in of her,another ca to be continuated......

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