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If you could so kindly tell your buddy that all that glitters is gold, and that only shooting stars break the mold. Becuase as the meteor man begs to differ, that judging by the whole in the satalite picture; this world could use less people like me.
Thanks!
If you'd be so kind to tell your buddy milkman to end his miserable existence. This world can do with less human garbage.
Thanks!