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Y'all may not know this, but Mrs. Brown is the one that sells the fakes. You see, one day Mr. Brown drank all the orange juice, capped the jug, and put it back in the fridge. Just when Mrs. Brown was thirsty for some of that bottled sunshine, I mean she had her taste buds all set for it, she grabbed that jug and . . . . . . Well, let's just say that the emptyness she felt in that bottle led to an emptyness in her soul. She vowed to get even with Mr. Brown. But she knew it would have to be something good. Her revenge would have to be perfect. So she thought about what would hurt him the most, what was most precious to him and how to destroy it. That's right, FAKE CORKIES! Sold as real right under his nose to unsuspecting customers.
From 1970-1997, true heaven on Earth existed on the banks of Bayou Cook. "Hey Dad, Thanks for buying the Camp."
Y'all may not know this, but Mrs. Brown is the one that sells the fakes. You see, one day Mr. Brown drank all the orange juice, capped the jug, and put it back in the fridge. Just when Mrs. Brown was thirsty for some of that bottled sunshine, I mean she had her taste buds all set for it, she grabbed that jug and . . . . . . Well, let's just say that the emptyness she felt in that bottle led to an emptyness in her soul. She vowed to get even with Mr. Brown. But she knew it would have to be something good. Her revenge would have to be perfect. So she thought about what would hurt him the most, what was most precious to him and how to destroy it. That's right, FAKE CORKIES! Sold as real right under his nose to unsuspecting customers.
Sandy you just got home from school you 007d already
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