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 <title>Gherkin ☑️ (thelastgherkin)'s status on Saturday, 17-Nov-12 21:42:33 UTC</title>
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 <html>&amp;quot;You keep away from that!&amp;quot; shouted Blockbuster, &amp;quot;That's sensitive equi-&amp;quot; &amp;quot;It's a Colson modular sniper rifle with VHRS stake attachment. Someone's shooting vampires,&amp;quot; said the giraffe.   &amp;quot;Only your sights are set on my babygirl's favourite starlet, and I bet she won't be the only one whose bubble you'll be bursting.  Y'know, with a giant stake through the heart.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;She's a succubus!&amp;quot; snapped the pegasus.  &amp;quot;The Pony of Pop is casting a love spell all over Equestria via hypnotic subliminal messages hidden away in her- Hey! I told you not to touch that!&amp;quot;  The giraffe had turned the rifle around by about 30 degrees.  &amp;quot;Now look.&amp;quot; Blockbuster put her eye to the sight and saw, in the left wing of the stage, a fashionable unicorn with sparks erupting from her horn.  &amp;quot;Ms. Shores' stylist,&amp;quot; the giraffe added.  &amp;quot;There's your succubus.&amp;quot;  Blockbuster was aghast.  The giraffe handed her a party invitation and started walking toward the fire escape. &amp;quot;Bring your sister,&amp;quot; she said, and left. #&lt;span class=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rainbowdash.net/tag/nanowrimo&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</html>
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