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Post by samanthakarategirl on Jan 20, 2009 18:26:22 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland.
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 20:44:37 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them
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Post by samanthakarategirl on Jan 20, 2009 21:02:19 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock.
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 21:03:16 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that
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Post by samanthakarategirl on Jan 20, 2009 21:12:38 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked
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Post by Robin Lita Merez on Jan 20, 2009 21:15:24 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 21:32:46 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that
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Post by Robin Lita Merez on Jan 20, 2009 21:33:40 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 21:36:16 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her
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Post by Robin Lita Merez on Jan 20, 2009 21:44:15 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face.
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 21:50:41 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face. He asked her, "
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Post by Robin Lita Merez on Jan 20, 2009 21:58:04 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face. He asked her, "Does she have
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 22:23:20 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face. He asked her, "Do you have any regard toward
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Post by Robin Lita Merez on Jan 20, 2009 22:35:17 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face. He asked her, "Do you have any regard toward being an ugly
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Post by chrisashley on Jan 20, 2009 22:59:10 GMT -4
One beautiful day, a leprechaun jumped over the fence and discovered that he was missing his lucky boot. He cried out, "Darn the Irish!" He stomped his deformed wooden leg, crying out to his invisible wife. He ran towards his pants, lying in the muddy bogs of Scotland. He put them under a rock. He thought that his wife looked pretty darn hideous with all that green and crusty make-up on her pimple infested face. He asked her, "Do you have any regard toward being an ugly banshee at
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