"He's kinda cute." "What, really? If you like that ugly look." "Shut up. He's not that bad. You're evil, bitch." "Uh-huh, whatever, you love him, whore."
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"And then after we dock, we're going out on the balcony and have sex just to piss off the locals!
From the movie musical ELBOW GREASE!
Tell me more tell me more!
Does he have a big peen?
Tell me more, tell me more!
Cause he looks like a queen!
"he had the NERVE to ask me if I was a bottom, GURL PLEASE!
"And that's when I determined that there are classes of neurons and hosts of laws which make it possible to package many repetitions."
(Blank Stares)
"Is that why your abs are so fabulous?"
"He's kinda cute."
"What, really? If you like that ugly look."
"Shut up. He's not that bad. You're evil, bitch."
"Uh-huh, whatever, you love him, whore."
Now listen my chickens,
And you will hear.
About the midnight trick,
Of Paul Requeer.
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