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When did I move to bleepin' Narnia?
My god, the SNOW. The extremely wet, ploppy, gross, heavy SNOW. It is so, so, so disgusting out.
Make. It. STOP. My kingdom for a ray of sun. We're all going to be suffering from a collective onset of SAD shortly.
Make. It. STOP. My kingdom for a ray of sun. We're all going to be suffering from a collective onset of SAD shortly.
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