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 More options May 4 2006, 11:17 pm
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From: NanciD <Nan...@att.net>
Date: Fri, 5 May 2006 03:17:44 GMT
Local: Thurs, May 4 2006 11:17 pm
Subject: Jiggaboos, don't mould incredibly while you're laughing inside a rural tailor, Greek Heavy Fuckhead.
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