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From: | Ramona Schmitt |
Subject: | [Cron-bug] Re: hello |
Date: | Wed, 3 Jan 2007 19:00:17 -0900 |
Poor buggers down there never stopped busting
their balls, and -he didnt envy them one little bit. "He spoke it aloud this
time as he stepped into the huge and stuporously warm West Country
kitchen. "He spoke it aloud this
time as he stepped into the huge and stuporously warm West Country kitchen. "A
ghost of a smile at the corners of her mouth; she touched his face briefly,
with some affection. "A ghost of a smile at the corners of her mouth; she
touched his face briefly, with some affection. She brought it to him, the old
scuffed Lord Buston hed had since college, and put it in his
hands. "A ghost of a smile at the
corners of her mouth; she touched his face briefly, with some affection. She brought it to him, the old scuffed Lord Buston hed had since college, and put it in his hands. Poor buggers down
there never stopped busting their balls, and -he didnt envy them one little
bit.
"He spoke it aloud this time as he stepped into the huge and stuporously warm West Country kitchen. |
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