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Husky puppy at pet store, piddled and pooped. *-*





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05.06.2018 at 10:12 pm
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They showed him every piddling post They had in all the town And started in with many a wink To pee the stranger down. They smelled him over one by one, They smelled him two by two, And noble Runt in high disdain Stood still till they were through, Then just to show the whole shebang He didn't give a damn He trotted to the grocery store And piddled on a ham.

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