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"God damn it, Tay," Zac sighed, questioning why Taylor had password protected the only computer within the house that had their pictures saved to it. "God damn it." And so, he plopped back down, shoved a couple of chips in his mouth and started guessing. Shaking his head, he moved to Taylor’s desk and plopped down, setting his sandwich subsequent to the keyboard earlier than jiggling the mouse to get up the system. He saw the digicam sitting on Taylor’s dresser and went to retrieve it however found the memory card empty. Zac discovered the door to Taylor’s room shut tight and he rolled his eyes as he turned the knob. "Good job, Taylor," Zac laughed, "Honestly the last thing I would have guessed… Accordingly an excavation was m a d e in the scrub near M'Mahon's hut, the plant was procured-additionally, as was believed, by the landlord's help-and M ' M a h o n having discovered potheen brewing in Ireland was quickly making a handsome thing of it.