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..."and Ginkfisting in america shorty rolled along in his antique wheelchair, as if antique wheelchair's had a place in modern day prosthetics. Chief would ramble on by, because chief's had to do such a thing in times like these."Well, what are you doing brother?" he would stammer, in well known chief talk, whereas Ginkfisting in america shorty would promptly reply "I am rolling along in my out of place antique wheelchair looking for random mug's to drink port wine with in downtown sanfransisco, in downtown juneau." this had to have puzzled the freshly intoxicated tribal headsmen, i wasn't there, but its a guess as good as any other that would belong in a place such as this. Chief would hold out his calloused collection of phlanges and ask for spare change, as if calloused phlanges were a thirsty flower in a pissdown that hadn't yet received news of the oncoming onslaught of onprecipitation."whatintheHELLbrother?"Ginkfisting in america shorty would scream..."
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