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we bought him off

He was a fop, a weirdy cat, a popinjay foolish, ridiculous, cheeky and brash we landed on a big secret one day he can be bought off with a bit of cash at family events, he annoys others paid to leave us alone by me and my brothers. Why isn’t you dad coming around? Asked our mother. “I have no idea,” lied one of my brothers.

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