Anonymous ID: 6e36e6 June 12, 2020, 9:13 p.m. No.9593833   🗄️.is 🔗kun

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And the sky got dark and foreboding over the land of Chaz, with peals of thunder in the distance. The wind picked up as swirled pulling their tent stave from the ground. The it came, hail the size of softballs. A bull dike screamed into her megaphone, who protect us, no one heard. She screamed: Whose streets. A hail hit her in the forehead and that was that.