Where's the Eleven

If you ever have to dial 911 in an emergency And can't find eleven, kids'll tell ya immediately Push the one twice Two times to be precise Till you fart then excuse yourself fervently
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Cunningham Avatar
April 8, 2019 at 10:59 AM
Would a fart get them to you any quicker ? Good day Jack
Ellison Avatar
April 8, 2019 at 11:09 AM
Yes but make sure there's no one behind you!!! peeewwww!!! Good day Sir Thomas!!!
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April 8, 2019 at 7:49 AM
Teehee ;D Good morning my sweet toot! Soggy hugs from the capital <3 xomo!
Ellison Avatar
April 8, 2019 at 8:01 AM
Yes but finally spring-like temps!!! 62 here... OOOEEE! Good good morninng sweet Mo! Happy Jack XOX
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