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Buster Clovington was not so manly, despite his manly name. He mainly like to toil in his garden and
work those fragrant flowers into a pulp that smelled like a
bag of hot sick that had sat in the sun until it festered and
began to look like it was infected. It would be important to make sure it was carefully wrapped and given
to friends and family on
my agenda, fuck off!
