Profound Publication #2
May 5th, 2009
“Mystic munitions of calestoga caravans,” spaketh Jake. Joanie rolled her eyes while rubbing his back encouragingly. The rumble of thunder some five miles off only troubled the dog. And only a little.
“Mystic munitions of calestoga caravans,” spaketh Jake. Joanie rolled her eyes while rubbing his back encouragingly. The rumble of thunder some five miles off only troubled the dog. And only a little.
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