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prairie biker

I love you to death Warren. Please, don't tell me where else Mr. Dinky goes.

Rob B

If the scriabl spouse gave me a heads up ,and I can get a hold of an old college friend, I know private pond where he could catch Mr. Dinky's 12lb cousin and his 9-10 lb friends and drink beer and listen to rodney carrington cds with some honest to God rednecks. If, he's not above slumming.

Julie

Oh how I love the name Mr. Dinky. SET HIM FREE! Free Dinky!

gail

Mr Dinky was set free to eat even littler Mr. Dinkys.

Major John

Tell 'im to go back and catch him next year when he isn't so dinky...then bring him home with some butter and a lemon.

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