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| Written by Arizona |
| Tuesday, 24 February 2009 03:41 |
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It was laying limp in my hand. It was very long, kind of thin. I slid it between my fingers until I got to the end of it. I was turning it on. It became firm in my hands, and the end was wet. Then it got very hard and began gushing out of the tip. *Then I took the garden hose and watered the bushes.*
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