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I is hawnered canedog. Ain’t got da words.

She dunn whooped up sum postum innards mixed wit a snappin turtel egg an sum swamp mud. In a cupple days da boys wuz swingin free an praportinately sized

Dam boys y’all talkin drawers? I tel y’all dis, dem titie wities ain’t gud fer da nuggets- I tryed to where a pare gator huntin won tyme an by da tyme I got bak to da shack my jawbreakers were sweaty as **** an swole up like a cupple a over ripe plums in a gunny sac!