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When I was in HS, I was drinking beer with some girls who were guzzeling purple passion. They broke out the Weee Jeee board. Ironically enough, they kept talking with some friends of ours who had just died. It said I was going to marry a woman named Wendy from Dakota.
I didn't marry anyone named Wendy, but in college I met a girl who burned alot of candles and incense and played with the weeejeee, and she could make littlewanian levitate using only her mouth.
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