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Subject: Re: asking a favor
Date: 22 May 2006 02:51:44 -0700
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> In article <8ic7ro$7in$1@thenecktill.ded>, Nyehad Erebnyef
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> > Fucking liar, you and Y-Not and Lil Stinker have been stirring
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