May 9 2012
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Morning sport that catches the worm or something like that, they say. I have more and more horse-doo-doo in the mouth. Why do they make such a fuss if I produce a small sausage,as it is cleaned up by my slaves.And a horse's giant heap seems not to confuse anybody. At least we do not pay dog tax here. That woud be really ridiculous.
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May 8 2012
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Fish wee wee gives the water something special. Velvety, with a beautiful fragrance and sometimes a flower, more later. Therefore it could sometimes happen that one looses a droplet. Emil and Indi can certainly confirm that.
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May 7 2012
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That was really urgent man.
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May 6 2012
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Good enough to eat. Whether she mind if I just .............
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April 24 2012
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One of my trainings I got from Indians. They teached me how to listen when the train comes. In my case, I can hear when fatso arrives. Lately he's so busy , that he's got no time to play with me, nor typing my stories. But I get more treats. 
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April 13 2012
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Have you noticed that SLIDE.COM has removed without warning all our guestbooks and set the service because it did not turn out as they had imagined. Now we must create a new one and have not only lost everything, there are also entries that we never will get again.
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April 12 2012
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My brother is the Abominable Snowman.
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April 11 2012
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Today's the birthday of my good pal Momo
We wish her MANY HAPPY RETURNS.
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April 7 2012
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We wish you all a Happy Easter Time.
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April 5 2012
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Morning sport that catches the worm or something like that, they say. I have more and more horse-doo-doo in the mouth. Why do they make such a fuss if I produce a small sausage,as it is cleaned up by my slaves.And a horse's giant heap seems not to confuse anybody. At least we do not pay dog tax here. That woud be really ridiculous. 
