At the Federal Shoe Factory.
At the Federal Avocado Factory.
Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.
Shoes for the Dead!
"I get high on the real thing: a clean windshield, the smell of gasoline and a shoeshine..."
Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.
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