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| i stay losing my gloves. big kid, eh? but bear found it for me. yea, Bear. |
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| attack! |
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| Ave, Maria. |
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| is that my glove? thanks, Mary. |
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| She had it for me. |
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| a partridge in a bare tree. |
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| is that a picture of me losing my glove? why. yes, it is. hmm-ing. thanks for telling me camera. hmm. |
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| cutey, eh? |
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| yup. try Bear and see what it gets you. men love me, eh. yup. got him eating out the palm of my hand. can you say he will attack over me? i can. |
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