Damn it,Daryl (Rickyl fanfic)
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Complete Fri, Jun 13, 2014<5 mins
Remember when Rick burned the pig pens? Remember when Rick took of his shirt and burned it? (I know you do!) Well, as smart as Rick can be, he forgot that when he took off his clothes that it was the last clean shirt that isn't in the wash.
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