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January 22, 2008

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rJ

deja el bulto, eso e un amarre q tu le va a hacer a un tiguere con miel y cleren !

Caro

Pana, no me descubra el asunto, que los tígueres no-dominicanos no saben ná de eso.

Además, sólo basta un buen palo de clerén pa' caer. No hay necesidad de amarre.

Willy

I want to know where the original contents of the Brugal bottle went? [hiccup]

Caro

Hey, I found it like that, I swear!!!

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