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I was born to a family with 6 sisters and 8 brothers in Bosnia. Mama used to come home from her work at the bakery every Tuesday to feed us...she stole bread from the bakery so we would survive. One day Mama and Papa were walking through a mine field in enemy soil to find special mushrooms to make soup. Papa blew his left leg off to a bouncing betty across the Yugoslavian border. Mama blew both her legs off running away from the German hounddogs that were shasing her....later that night Mama and Papa came home with 1 mushroom and we cooked soup. I had a pet squirrel whose name was Borchev when i was 9 years of age. At the age of 10 i met the girl of my dreams. Her name was Inga...she had long blonde hair..down to her anckles...she had a bushy unibrow and cute cuddly mustache. Her double D rack complimented her humoungously odd shaped nose. She had 7 toes and 9 finger...she lost a few toes and fingers in a swimming accident where she accidently got eaten by a whale. If you feel the need to know any more information on my sad childhood, please talk to me cause i do not have enough room in this gay thing.

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