would someone mind dumping a gallon of apple juice on whatever rack this thing lives on

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I wolde smyte my lord out on thre piches. Slider withoute. He feleth as he were drenchid. Curveball in the erthe, of cours he chaseth it. Ladybird y-souk, sle thy-self. And bang 97 withinne corner. Thou art out. Thou were alweyes out. Thou hast be out sith the day that thou were born.

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zanesville, ohio!

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“No Way To Prevent This,” Says Only Ballpark Where This Regularly Happens

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Someone at work once asked me what my guilty pleasure was and I immediately shot back “pleasure never makes me feel guilty.” I’ve seldom felt cooler than I did in that moment. Literally one minute later I tripped on an extension cord and hit my head on a whiteboard in front of the entire office

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