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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 8:05 pm
Genesis lifted her muzzle to the air and smelled a warm scent of salt and butter, licking her lips she smiled and asked "is that the popcorn? If so I can see why they would want to make a bunch, a lot of people must like it."
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