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Brad, You're Sick
You're Sick Brad, this kind of torture is against the Bahamian convention. I mean, I still have to put my winter coat on to go outside. The greatest, whatever they call the Indy 500, the drivers are likely to get frostbite instead of heat stroke.
I have the engine heaters back on my plane. It was snowing on Saturday.
I'm telling ya Captain, it ain't natural. We'll bring the garlic, go find a couple more lobsters, we're on our way.
At least I found the recipe for Goomby Smash
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