Ah, I remember when I was a kid and being so happy when spring rolled around. I'd whip out my fat balls and call all the neighborhood kids over. We'd knock 'em around until we were exhausted. Oh the times we had! Now that I'm an adult, it's getting harder and harder to find someone interested in playing with my fat balls.
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fat balls? lol. where do you come up with this shit?
happy early bday, dale!
Hahaha...that box says balls.
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