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Max the Monkey
Icarus sits, in blissful unknowing that his favourite creation was not built to last...
Day and night they would soar past the clouds. But, alas; Wax wings melt to dust, The connection is severed, What you said left me CRUSHED! What have you done?
Gaming
beer
Me when it kicks in
No words
Little brother Jimmy
What is this...
samuel
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