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Sans Whole Body Out Of Country Transplant hmm...methinks mebbe aye can empty the ocean one teaspoon at time bine bye and after about a bajillion years cry tears of joy, when mine petrified organs of sight decry solid sea floor to mud dill across to Iceland eye would readily forsake United States citizenship, and buzzfeed akin to a human fly hooping genuine emotional physical, or spiritual philanthropic gratuity could be accepted 'pon being bequeathed from this guy 'course after friendly bantering initiated with "hi" and once settling upon lingua franca as modus operandi this wholesome casual conversant chap would appeal himself as (non GMO gluten, and monosodium glutamate free) bonemeal suitable *****sapien reserved quite pleasingly congenial to shake hands after mutual agreement reached, whereby roundly accepted apprenticeship contractual stipulations understood asper "Art of the deal," an awesomely empyreal corroborate burning man Matthew Scott Harris in effigy "FAKE" immolation funereal faux "cremation ashes" topped with goldenseal thee initial process to detox and psychologically heal from Trump Bite US strain A (or alternate spelling D. trump pen lumpen throat or a similar facsimile concocted "FAKE" illness thereof - NOT IDEAL for man, woman, or child, who quickly become fodder material (a bio-hazard devastating entire folks future generations genetics) symptoms easily mis taken for nasopharyngeal infection, where optimal cure comprises bland oatmeal with jelly beans, thus I app peal to provide sanctuary else this real threat to life and limb will find me to suffer fools unless via quaffing hemlock rigor mortis from grim reaper ICE steal!

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