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The Cellar: Your sister's in charge of the splooge towel.
The Cellar: Your mom's kneepads need to be resoled.
The Cellar: Your sister's crotch smells like the toe webbing of a Hatian marathon runner.
The Cellar: Sambuca Powered, Remington Approved
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark.
I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them,
I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.
 
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
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