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Cactus -Senor-He woke up, blurry eyed and dry mouthed, like he was re-born. He scratched his dark brown hair, and glared blindly at the clock in front of him, it was half past seven in the evening.Cactus -Senor-
"Dammit." he mumbled, his voice scratching his throat. He reached down to the floor and pulled his cel phone from his pocket of his faded blue jeans. The antenna was caught, he furiously pulled and yanked until one of the two objects gave in. He checked his messages, and turned to look behind him. She was gone. She had either left during the early afternoon or late morning, at any rate, he didn't care. She was just another girl, a
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You boxwhores can't deny
That when I moo like this it makes you wish
You could moo like I do
So just say MOO
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I just dropped by here to explain
That mooing makes your soul feel good
So moo back at me like you should
Moo!
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