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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 12:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 12:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 1:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 6:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 5:39 am
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"Yeah, sorry we're late," Boris said, a little shaken up. He put on his glove and waited to see what everyone else was doing.
Boris had finished his drink, and it was delicious, and he thought that if there were gods, they would also enjoy the drink. It did have a tangy taste to it, but it was still delicious. Boris began to feel light on his feet as if he could just float away; however, he did not know if it was because of the drink or because of Molly, still, he felt pretty good about it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 6:15 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 8:37 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 8:41 am
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