Where the hell is this? That storm drain just blows it's top when ever the hell it feels like it. I love how cars just keep blowing by at full speed. Oh, hell with the water, I got to get to Star buck's.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
Where the hell is this? That storm drain just blows it's top when ever the hell it feels like it. I love how cars just keep blowing by at full speed. Oh, hell with the water, I got to get to Star buck's.
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