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Hi I’m fat slob one day i was getting married thoughts wee rushing through my head.When i arrived at the church there was my bride to be, fat pig.I waddled into the room,my parents sat there staring in disgrace.

I ran out the church screaming like Homer Simpson when he loses his best donut.It had been a bad day,if you ever get married i hope your wedding is just as bad as mine.From your dearest friend.

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  1. heway, first comment!


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