Knock Knock\r
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Knock Knock\r
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well if you wont say whose there time to flood you out or blow over your house since you wont let Fay in.
*getting ready to hunker down*\r
Between fires, lightening strikes, hurricanes, and drunk people, you just have to LOVE Florida...\r
And I moved here, why?