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MY NEW BEST FRIEND |
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I would like to tell you all about my new best friend. He is one of the raddest dudes ever. His name is Taliban. He is from another country. And he smells like curry. |
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We have sleep-overs all the time. He doesn't like me to stay at his place 'cause his dad molests him. |
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When he stays over we play lots of games. We play "war games". That's where I put a bag over his head and take photos of him nekkid. But he says it's more funner when I put the bag on his head than when his dad does it. I love him. |
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