my lafe
sometiems when i stare at the oshun i think about my lafe. i have come from a long way. i used to be homeless. i used to be a "foster child". I used to be abuse. now i go to mexica and i enjoy many creeture comforts. it is almost 5 yeers since i came to live with mather and my papa. the good lard brought us to live togehter threw the miracle of the modern internet "petfinder.com". wen i saw homeless dags in tulum, i felt it isn't fair. the good lard should send them to a happy home with many foods, hotpatch, laundry piles, frosty ducks and ralatives to visit. plus they should have water and frends. we should halp all the dags. now i am a young man and i enjoy lafe very much. tha end!
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| fother drank margreta. i didnt |
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| i am "hotdog" |
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| wot a little monkey i am |
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