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It was a dark sunday morning, when Lindsay Lohan
set fire to all her bras and announced she was becoming a man, the only problem were her
cankles rolled down right into her shoes. She had to adjust the skin to walk properly. It was a real pain in the
behind. He would have to do better than that to get her off his back. Perhaps a good mix of
dog biscuits, cookie dough and gun powder would be useful to
a private detective, who could dust surfaces for fingerprints at the home of whomever he'd been hired to stalk. But it's no use to me, honest.
