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"It's over for us. If this oil comes ashore, it's just over for us," Rowell said angrily, rubbing his forehead. "Nobody wants no oily shrimp."
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4 comments:
I'm so glad you're not dead. I thought you'd gone down to Beamish Town.
Beamish Town is where the hep cats hang.
Or didn't you know that?
I don't know which card to send Mr. Bin Laden.
"Get Well Soon-we want to find you and kill you ourselves, Love, America" or
"Sorry You Died Before We Could Find You and Kill You Ourselves-hope it was slow and painful. Love, America."
Glad YOU'RE alive Nooprah. Whew. Had a scare for a minute there.
Oh-and if you want to send him a card, here's the address:
Terrorist Osama Bin Laden
Cave # 2,973
Pakistan
I don't know the zip, but if write on the envelope "FREE Whitney Houston CD enclosed" it'll get to him.
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