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Are you askin illegals? Askin for Jesus.
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In Norway, we don't behave like this. Just because I'm not from this country, I can't get public assistance.
The lady at the window told me to go back to my country.
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Jump on the caravan to Merica, lawyers are waiting..
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All I want, is to be left alone in my average home. But why do I always feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone.
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Rod says "Welcome"
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I kept my composer and simply said to her.
My name is Henrik Dag Bjorn and I'm not an animal. Sat in front of the building and panhandled enough to buy me an ice cold Foty.
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^Technically, has to be 10% alcohol (20 proof) to be a "spirit" so Grump's foty doesn't qualify. Nevertheless, I'm sure he enjoyed his libation in a paper bag sitting on the steps.
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Teeman, this blog was about you. Everyone was being mean to you yesterday.
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Pinchi Pajaro
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Norway:
Hey Grump I've seen the series Vikings, they treat each other like crap. Just ask Ragnar.
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So we hack a few heads off from now and then. But we do it without malice.
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Grump, everyone is always being mean to me...so please send FX.
(Jack use to, but that has worn off since he left monk school)
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"So we hack a few heads off from now and then. But we do it without mallets."
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Mallets are messy.
Can you please let JD out of the closet.
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Jack's back in monk school. Not my fault.
Y'all going to church today, right?
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