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They never flap

what birds might think about planes They obviously shave everywhere Ehh you can see into it’s stomach His farts stick the smell is everywhere I talk to him not a peep from him I might do one what sheep think of clouds Are they scared to jump in case the never come down Where the is it’s nest-sorry back to the bird one His wings are on fire She broke her nose Pulling the cord on this con That er nearly flew into me He’s a noisy er when he takes off You should see him trying to stop man I laughed so hard He’s got family he meets regularly I kinda like the word regularly it makes me roll it like regurallly Honest left wing up to bird God it face planted after suddenly exploding my cousin Gus was there Man this is gonna rub Do German conspiracy (see I wanted to be freaks after conspiracy but I consider all humanity freaks) there was nein eleven They think they own the skies It’s kink is to get boxes shoved in it’s rear I just don’t get it This was fun Let’s do it It Sum 01:35 A.D. 00:00 Best off

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