Wckr Spgt Everybody's Dead (Oh, No) Marriage At 30,000 Feet I got married at 30,000 feet to the woman I love for the parcel of meat she had strapped to her back made a horrible parachute. Don't use meat for a parachute. Meat chute Wife lose. I love you. We traded our vows and the rings on our fingers. A union sanctified by God. In the marriage at 30,000 feet |
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