I heard somewhere and sometime someone saying "my preciousss, my preciousss" but I dont remember much about it.
Me, compared to Alex who remembers a surgery 6 weekz ago, live only now so dont have time for thingz from the past a. About pasta, where is my share from the pasta with cheese, Alex? Huh? Bring it quikly, I need a snak.
I discovered my preciousss finally.
It is not a ring but a horn.
Horns are best for music and buffalos.
I hope this makez senz. To me, it doz.
Where waz I? Yes, I heard somewhere and some time someone saying "my preciousss, my preciousss" but I dont remember much about it.
Did i say this alredy? Dont remember.
My precious is amazing.
It lasts forever, couldnt make any changes to it yet.
It is rezistant, felled from 7 flour and he survived in one piece.
It followz me everywhere I go.
In the bedroom, on the balcony, in the bedroom, on the balcony.
He is so dedicated.
My precioussss!
My precious!
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