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A newfies a newfie where ever he goes, it don't seem to matter da cute of hes clothes. the gleem in his eyes and da way dat he walks a true newfie knows him by da way dat he talks.
Unknown "Gorgeous" Curious
- 17 years, 8 days ago
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Oh by da lord dyin by da tunderin gee, how are ya doin you son of a B. You can't fool ur ol man by dressin like dat, ur still just a newfie in a calgary hat.
Unknown "Gorgeous" Curious
- 17 years, 8 days ago
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I was born a fishermaes son, i like me women and i like me rum. Worked in the rain and worked in the son, lived and died a fishermens son. I like me mudder, me mudder liked me, i like me wife and da rollen sea. Use to work in a factory, ders no more work down der for me.
Unknown "Gorgeous" Curious
- 17 years, 8 days ago
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