Plague for the ears
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Last published Tue, Jul 21, 2015
Sorry this isnt Phan related I (lingling) got inspiration from (surprisingly) reading too far into a sponge bob episode and decided to write about what's more dangerous, plague or mass hysteria. Again, sorry this isnt Phan related.
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