Your gumshoed 3 bean dessert salad finale cromulantly doffed my poodle chucker over a well salted shoulder. Self justified that your salaciousness is moot when confronted by the randy narwal, crepsecular rays beam brightly from your nethers, lightly peppered with many writhing, wetly glistening echidna. Eat poop you cat.
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