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Wearily, Big Liz dropped the shovel and pulled the heavy chest down until it lay at her
tan gerbil's nasty, ugly, putrid
taste in haute couture. Personally, I favour a simple plaid. But the gerbil
was still ostersized by the other inhabitants of the habitat. So he crawled his plaid butt thru the tubes up to the highest point of the structure... "Don't jump" everyone screamed "JUMP!!!" came a louder cry... I looked down and panicked: "I can't
divide by zero.. Now I will never finish my homework.
I didn't give any last night. So, you don't have to worry about that.
