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Sunday, May 9, 2021

When I go out with my guy

“Hey, two piggies.”

I looked for the voice owner, but I didn’t find them.

“What’s the matter?” My friend said.

“Someone called us two piggies,” I said.

“Then?”

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Why? They are correct. We are pigs.”

“Oh, I forgot. My bad memory.”

Robert teaches Crow alphabets

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