Me no press on clay tablets lately. Me been living the dream. After me club talker, me relocate and find garden. PARADISE! Me eat and sleep all day. Me could rub crotch with no she-thingy yap in ear. Me live happy. Then
almightygod kick me out of Garden. Say me have choice. Either me let Talker move into garden with me or me move out. Me laugh and ask what
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