Month: July 2018
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My bro-in-law insists on watching ghost adventures and I swear every thing is satanic and summoned by devil worship. I would pay good money for you to go one one of those shows, just eating popcorn while the drama boys are freaking out over their machines: “There’s an evil presence here!” “Yeah no Bob just wants someone to give him some coffee and keep teenagers from covering the cabins in graffiti.”
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If you can’t handle being with your pet in their final moments, you don’t deserve to have a pet, period.
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