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I put my cursor over Kripp's and pretend we're holding hands
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(ββΏββΏ) sometimes... when i have a bad day.... I put my cursor over Kripp's and pretend that we're holding hands (ββΏββΏ)
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Dicks are so cute omg
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Dicks are so cute omg(β ββ’βΟββ’β β) when you hold one in your hand and it starts twitching its like its nuzzling you(/ΟοΌΌ) or when they perk up and look at you like" owo nya? :3c" hehe ~ penis-kun is happy to see me!!οΌοΌΎγ―οΌΎ)
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Dear Mr. Morosan, this is Sister Agatha
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Dear Mr. Morosan, this is Sister Agatha from the preschool down the road. Did you and Rania have a child recently? I ask because of all the crying and whining I've heard coming from your house. The only explanation is that there is an immature person in there, and surely that wouldn't be you, a fine emotionally-stable adult! Please come by and I'll give the child a free lesson in manners! Cheers, Agatha.
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Why is six afraid of seven? Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam
Why is six afraid of seven?
Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.