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Cass, how big can it get?

It can get real big ya’ll. It can get so big that you would not be able to get your hands around it. So huge, in fact, that grown women cry just thinking about it. I am talking about a level of bigness that is just plain scary, and I love big. Big is good, and bigger is better, but the recent bout of dampness has me rethinking my options, considering dehumidifiers and slathering on various oils and cremes just to try to handle the monstrous size of it all.

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