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Come on Millie! Come on, girl. Let's go! COME ON MILLIE!! Want a goodie? Turkey?? Bye-byes??

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I am VERY mad at you! What we're you thinking when you

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I got a lot done today! Finished my butt gluing fixture. Moved the porch light (I was tired of the moths getting in the house every time I opened the door at night) the TODO list

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Okay you little rags in the dirt. Listen up because I won't repeat myself:

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I am a beautiful sphere of pure white light and everyone else is a bunch of total and complete bastards.