The Nimrods shot an amazingly futile 2-for-45 from behind the arc.
Teach me to under prize this life, and I Shall finde my losse the easier, when I dye;
Where all did he go? What exactly was his job? Gary shrugged and produced a weak laugh. I reckon the Middle East. Ain't that where all the oil is?
Where all did he go? What exactly was his job?
I reckon the Middle East. Ain't that where all the oil is?
You lose regard for the truthsome fact / And 'scape the provisions of the Volstead Act.
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