Absorbed to score and sop up that leaky mess- my Miss wearing a bow-tie dress, lower lifted and lips GLOSSY this dame so classy with that ass in heels on all 4 wheels of sticky tire, those rubbers, rubbish in the getting “trashed” in the Trailer Park... think about that for a dime of your and my time like TIMBER IT’S “TINDER” I’ve never used to meet a Lady at the diner on the corner, let’s all mourn the bitch who got “got” in Russia, a put-in ally and married with children, I don’t want to be a father! I’ve said many times because I don’t think my Mom’s evil genetic alcoholism would fare well with any offspring, so and Plus I have a “moderate/severe” Traumatic Brain Injury — my Aunt Donna gives me hope of reuniting with my best girlfriend ever, maned man A WOMAN “named” Justine who introduced me to:
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