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Long Island Iced Tea

March 11th 2007 by admin in Strange Little Tales 0 comments

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Sliver sliver the damp cold snakes sparkly over nonsense taste flesh. Smack flesh pillows together, then draft more. Head fug, truned on warm air, so to clear, but gray and colour increase. Slug mickle zestie tang back and grab monkey fruit with salt. Quick noise grabs and throws sound room over, and visible spectrum flash flash flashes. Throat cloud with tabs and nuts. Clean with citron. Too many persons to quick the night chased morning fled. But still five shots with coke and lime comes and goes. Tomorrow will not happen.



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