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Posted by on June 14, 2014
Little Barack Sambo is confronted by a pack of ravenous, man-eating tigers en route to play a little golf and attend fundraisers. He ignores them and, being he is not a man, the tigers ignore him too. Then they go eat a whole lot of other people while Little Barack Sambo picks up his cash money and loses 12 balls. Mrs Barack Sambo eats a restaurant and everyone flies home happy. The End.
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