I would live on Burger Island, where the sand is made of fries and the trees grow burgers. Sorrounded by a sea of Coca Cola. I would live happily on Burger Island, until i die of a heart attack at the age of 23.
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I would live on Burger Island, where the sand is made of fries and the trees grow burgers. Sorrounded by a sea of Coca Cola. I would live happily on Burger Island, until i die of a heart attack at the age of 23.
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