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Stopping Bad Breath Bart
"Pee-ew! You smell like a skunk soaking in sardine nectar for a week."
David Leonhardt is a freelance writer in eastern Ontario. Read a longer version about stopping Bad Breath Bart or get healthy with some of his (David's, not Bart's) all-natural liquid vitamin supplements.
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