Come out and play. Well in the snow. It's cold. HAWKERS are air defense for the department of defense. They're experimental in the dark. Well aliens are Teradactiles in the air that land and squawk. Well there's blood in the snow and a whole shite load of messes. Well to deal with - oh my God! Well so I'm writing. And this is Jet or Ray when he was young. And you must'th be know'n. And my Mom which is the Joanna One in the book required me to do so. Except it isn't quite right. She wanted a whole new caption with new ...
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Come out and play. Well in the snow. It's cold. HAWKERS are air defense for the department of defense. They're experimental in the dark. Well aliens are Teradactiles in the air that land and squawk. Well there's blood in the snow and a whole shite load of messes. Well to deal with - oh my God! Well so I'm writing. And this is Jet or Ray when he was young. And you must'th be know'n. And my Mom which is the Joanna One in the book required me to do so. Except it isn't quite right. She wanted a whole new caption with new characters and whole new plot. Well I got it quite right. Well here's why. I don't describe a missile strike, I never conceptualize a shock diamond, or anything jet propelled. Or maybe just one. And so here forth I do describe one darn scene: It's the Earth and we're cold. But there's warmth and our Amanda will warm us up. Now picture this. She's clad in soft fur, soft underneath, and wears a bikini all the time. Now there's never that scene. But pretty darn close.
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