This post is preposterous. To paraphrase, the penal population puts poontang above prayer. Which BTW, pokes a picky picker at a plethora of plain purple people. As a pony, I would go to the park with my Mee-mah and Poo-pah. The park, coincidentaly, was placed in the people's republic of pepperoni.
I couldn't resist.
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