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August 17, 2012


Bourbon light.

Baking powder?

The biscuit not the drink.

Does you get tired, being so cryptic all the time Doddsy?

The pulchritudinocity of it is that I wasn't being cryptic. I thought Bourbons had a special place in your heart.

I mean larder.

Uh huh.

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