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It sure got quiet around here all of a sudden.
Look at all that rank naked flesh.
It's like one of Hieronymus Bosch's wet dreams.
Maybe Caligula's.
Definitely Ted Kennedy's.
Icky.
They sure do smell.
Hot smegma and rotten mushrooms.
Pool smells worse.
I can actually see the different fluids forming layers.
And that big hair wad on the bottom sure looks nasty.
And all the bright people never showed up.
Funny, that.
Think I will take my leave.
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