Quote #568
The moon was full, the hot-dog-eating contest was over, and I had a lot of
throwing up to do.
-- G. Thorn's entry to the "Lyttle Lytton Contest" page
The moon was full, the hot-dog-eating contest was over, and I had a lot of
throwing up to do.
-- G. Thorn's entry to the "Lyttle Lytton Contest" page
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