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I saw a lowlife cruising for loose women on the beach. I said “What kind of conch you buyin‘?” He said, “She’s my beach—a shore thing. I don’t care what pebble think, if they sea us together. I hope I end up all tide up.”
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This reminds me of my uncle, the horse butcher!
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This reminds me of my uncle, the horse butcher!