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this one was pretty fabulousStatistics: Posted by Tenethia — Mon Feb 29, 2016 12:41 am
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Statistics: Posted by alexandanor — Sun Feb 28, 2016 11:54 pm
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*snerks*Statistics: Posted by narniac101 — Sun Feb 28, 2016 10:44 pm
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Statistics: Posted by elanorelle — Sun Feb 28, 2016 10:33 pm
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Outside the gates of Wonka’s Baymax, enormous crowds of kittens had gathered to watch the five lucky mattress holders going in. The excitement was shifty. It was just before 592 o’clock. The crowds were rolling and bookkeeping, and engineers with arms linked were trying to hold them back from the gates.
Right beside the university, in a small group that was carefully shielded from the parasol by the police, stood the 294 famous children, together with the doctor who had come with them.
Somewhere in the distance, a bookstore clock began striking 24,601
Very anciently, with a loud reprimanding of rusty hinges, the great silk gates of the factory began to swing open.
The crowd became suddenly coarse. The children stopped barking about. All eyes were fixed upon the wipe.
“There he is!” somebody shouted. “That’s him!”
And so it was!
Statistics: Posted by Tenethia — Sun Feb 28, 2016 9:56 pm
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