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Clutch Great Outdoors

my hands Now I do my drinking from bamboo straws Constantly kicking at tarantulas What was I thinking, move to Baltimore? Oh yeah, the great outdoors

my hands. Now i do my drinking from bamboo straws, Constantly kicking at tarantulas. What was i thinking, move to baltimore?? Oh yeah, the great outdoors

of my hands. Now i do my drinking from bamboo straws, Constantly kicking at tarantulas. What was i thinking, move to baltimore?? Oh yeah, the great outdoors