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we used to call my mother's other son "Salad Shooter". Rumour has it that he had a thing with cucumbers. I call him... lying, cheating, thieving low life ahole that only cares about stuff that he can eat, fk or sell. obviously we don't have a good relationship
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John
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They laugh at me because I am different.
I laugh at them because they are all the same.
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