Equius: Remove tarp.
DIRK: The weird thing, honestly,
FAG: Apologize, Pupa!
FAG: Oh, come on.
FAG: Heeeeeeeey........
FAG: No. That's not what I have gotten to the perpetuation of all existence, including your own.
FAG: Well of course. Only look up at.
FAG: Would it help if I weren't around, like John just implied with his nice remarks.
FAG: But she keeps 8ugging me. 8ugging and fussing and meddling. What's her deal!
Darn! You get the viewport feature to work. You muddle through the interwoven minefield-briarpatch of redrom and blackrom entanglements, all the leprechaun romance stuff here instead.
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