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"O, bury me not on the lone prairie," These words came low and mournfully, From the cold pale lips of a youth who lay, On his dying bed at the close of day, He’d wasted time, til upon his brow, The shadowed clouds were gatherin’ now, He thought of his home and his friends so nigh, Oh, how the cowboys gathered to see him die... "O, bury me not–" and his voice fell there, We heeded not his dying prayer, In a narrow grave just six by three, We buried him there on the lone prairie, We buried him there on the lone prairie, Where the buzzards fly and the wind blows free, Where rattlesnakes rattle and the tumbleweeds, Blow across his grave, on the lone prairie...

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Anywhere but here, buddy.

aye boys let's get another 100 here make it 200

First natural disaster!

WOW PAGE 100 ????? HOLY JESUS CHRISTLER! YOU DONE DID IT THIS TIME! @Juwan187 WHADDA SAY? WHADDAYA HEAR?

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Saint Valenti's day party.....

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We captured a dealer , put pink dress on him and made him chop trees.

tweaka tweaka little stah i wonda what chu are

You better don't mess with Giansello.

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Kemp! Kemp! Kemp!

A quiet day at the office...

Kite almost has him

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