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So I started working at Providence Business News, and I have jumped right into the AD making world, it's so exciting, and since most of my work will now be for them, I am just going to start posting stock of me on here instead, because I always have a camera out so thats easy and plenty of people can make use of it! So hope you like, and if anyone wants anything particular then let me know! OK!
-- I passed by the window, and marked with one eye, How the owl and the panther were sharing a pie. The panther took pie crust, gravy and meat, While the owl took the dish as his share of the treat. SharedAccount
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I passed by the window, and marked with one eye,
How the owl and the panther were sharing a pie.
The panther took pie crust, gravy and meat,
While the owl took the dish as his share of the treat.
SharedAccount
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Do What You Love.
Love What You Do.
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Let the Pagans spill theirs o'er mountain, hill and plain.
God shall strike them down for each sperm that's spilled in vain. ~~@
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Let the Pagans spill theirs o'er mountain, hill and plain.
God shall strike them down for each sperm that's spilled in vain. ~~@
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Could it be that all those trick-or-treaters wearing sheets aren't going as
ghosts but as mattresses?
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