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So remember it, lad. If your head thinks up mischief, your backside's going to pay for it. Brian Fraser to young Jamie

Diana Gabaldon

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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Williams
Arizona
Diana J. Gabaldon Perez
Mischief
Thinks
Pay
Fraser
Head
Backside
Remember
Backsides
Young
Lad
Going
Jamie
Thinking
Brian

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