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Dad Jokester Supreme
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I'm sitting out on the deck, smoking a bowl of Black Cavandish in my Wiley, enjoying a glass of bourbon, listening to a pair of owls calling back and forth...oh yea!
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...So don't sit upon the shoreline and say you're satisfied, Choose to chance the rapids and dare to dance that tide |
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