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December 23, 2009 at 3:07 pm #2390
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    The Peaslanders and The Blubbits

    Before Josephine passed away in a pharting spell for worlds better, she uttered a meaningful sentence which sadly went lost to cataleptic Almondus’ ears, but not to everyone.
    She indeed briefly uttered in a last rattle: “Soon it shall all make perfect sense,… soooon.”

    A mysterious sentence to which the unwitting eavesdropper, covered in blubbits pelts, couldn’t help but fancifully (and equally mysteriously) add “…sense my posterior”.

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