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Are we on number 10 now?

So my taxidermist and I became great friends. He had gone through quite a few relationships too. We started seeing each other. His tanned complextion and weathered look turned many an eye but he stayed focused completely on me. I didn’t mind the wooden leg. It gave him character. So we married and had a whale of a time! However, his obsessive behaviour ended up chasing me away. I heard he did eventually find a white creature that could stomach him though.

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