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"Begmon Thaum, thou art a blaggard. May thy precious parts be shrivelled by the cold of days and turn into apricot pits, and may thy mandom become a runcible spoon."
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"Begmon Thaum, thou art a blaggard. May thy precious parts be shrivelled by the cold of days and turn into apricot pits, and may thy mandom become a runcible spoon."
Posted by Mr Moohoohaha at 6:22 pm
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