I beg your pardon...I thought you promised me a rose garden.....oh yes, I went there. And yes, I know that's not EXACTLY how it goes, but it's stuck in your brains now.
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75 gallon with 20 gallon sump in the works.
R. Bacchiega. Tattooer
I didn't smack you, I simply High Fived your face.
I've got so much glue on my pants it looks like a Friday night gone horribly wrong.
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