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Juneau: Elliot Page Where the hell is Chitina? Snowmachine ice fog Ice worm PFD Ulu knife crisco can Night flight SAD light Permafrost mukluk lovely
Take a load off, just for a little bit, set the backpack down Grab onto that PFD before you start to drown Live above ground and below. Shift your
in their order, Just in time for PFD But we'll have to wait and see how many Garnishee's there are because He was a deadbeat.
whistlin' down the water I'm a-ridin' in a rubber ducky with my camera and my PFD Just a-punchin' through the sick-nasty, got a picture at the grannery I
on the trail bitch yeah you better pipe down Swim to survive, PFD, I won't ever drown Unless it's in the drip, Prince of fits, with the crown Smoking on that
nips hard then its cold as fuck I wear a PFD as a cover up When I man the sails I'm goin double dutch Bounce that buoy Bounce that buoy I gotta see you
the same boat But you couldn't keep me away Sticking with warm beer Laughing with no fear I was antsy You were peace in a PFD (When you wanted to be) You
between extreme warmth And freezing deep waters, keeping me holding My P-F-D and these balls Work at these heights, risk of free fall High
the side/ So they gone keep me tapped in/ Mr. PFD/ I’m talkin dividends/ I’m talking his and his/ His and hers/ And the kids/ It’s not absurd/
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