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The Asshole, Er, I mean Dad wouldn't take no for an answer. He was constantly
fiddling with his
boy bits at high noon! What a brave man! Right next to him was
some sort of statue but he couldnt quite make out what it was or what it was made from, it looked like brown stuff, possibly...
mud, possibly Play-Do, possibly
muddy play-doh. Why not! Live on the edge, man!
