Sage in her element.
looks as though they stopped shoveling off the roof for about a half a moment.
awesome hows that gig going?
get off my gig, gigger. you ain’t no gigmaster…..I am a potent gigless flame of gig without the gigantic gig. eat my cherry pie gurth gig. I can share without the mention of gig that you can’t be my fatherless gig. open your eyes to the wretched gigabyte that surrounds your very jig. I am taking the road gig less traveled, and I don’t expect you’re trivial gig personality to follow my gigless fame. please forgig that this relationgig ever occured. why can’t we be NOT gig friends. termite juices expel your gigless soul for what it’s worth. I am officially ousted by you heartless rig of gigless claims about my everfold concious state without fear of gig. to ever complete a inch of gig words with whomever you please is not my priority for fate will seal your gig out of completion. therefore, my gig, i doubt this will make udder complete gigless sense, but can only hope you too plan on building your own gigless universe without the charm and gig wisdom thou shalt not share with myself. over and gig.
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