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🐊 📀 🌏 📕 ⛳ 👳 🐛 🏓 👾 📀 📒 🐟 👽 👹 🚘 ⚡
I'm not under the alkafluence of inkahol
that some thinkle peep I am.
It's just the drunker I sit here the longer I get.
Marvin the Nature Lover spied a grasshopper hopping along in the grass,
and in a mood for communing with nature, rare even among full-fledged
Nature Lovers, he spoke to the grasshopper, saying: "Hello, friend
grasshopper. Did you know they've named a drink after you?"
"Really?" replied the grasshopper, obviously pleased. "They've
named a drink Fred?"
🌳 💄 🕺 🥗 🌽 🎈 🔋 🐝 🍖 🎫 😺 🎄 🌂 🍆 🐊 🚗