Scrubbing Didn't Work for Lady Macbeth, Either

[tartysuz]

Out, damned spot; out, I say. One, two,-why, then ’tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?

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Sarah Palin can try to scrub that "Don't Retreat

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[dewline]

Sadness prevails.