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Big boy moaned in ecstasy, nothing made him more titillated than a hard smack. She popped him backhanded again as he slid down his chair, smiling and taking deep, lusty breaths. -
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ended up giving all the Ben-Gay to people who tweaked their muscles riding the mechanical camel. In Gay Ben, Benghazi's hottest gay club, they didn't care about muscle soreness.
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But turned out Det. Manatee was wrong about Shark Lady. A break in the case! In mysteries such as this, it turns out that the dirty deed was always done by the polar bear butler.
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Ashamed, I sped Veronica to the ER in my convertible. A banana was lodged in her throat. I warned her about practicing fellatio on fruit while laying down, but she didn't listen.
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"Told her lightsaber's upside down, ain't my fault the idiot burned her face off...." Darth Anthony murmured as the recruit writhed on the ground. First day at Camp Darkside wasn't
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The cybersphere shattered as big booty women dropped it like it's hot to Juvenile's ,"Back dat Thang Up". The twerking and butt popping caused sexy lazers to shoot the ozone layer.
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hated Wall Street so much he rather find something in the Arby's dumpster than have duck tartar with those greedy, suited f**ks. He was now free from capitalism's puppet strings.
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as Fruit Detective Robert Papaya slapped him with a hand covered in grape jam. The prisoner yelled teary eyed, "I don't know who gave me those banana peels! I'm just a farmer!"
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I wanted to lay down the Super Soaker, but it had to end with watery retribution. I sprayed down my family as the Jetstream pushed them across the room. Soak it up.
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"Did angels even eat food?" he wondered. It seemed to him a major downer because he would miss the juiciness of an aged Kobe steak or a brie with a 1979 Pinot Noir on crushed ice.
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always tipped really good and left a burning bible on the table. He walked his poodle up and down 8th Ave in his Batman PJs before a hole tore open the ground and he would go home.
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stinky and rude, which is what crowd loves to hate. He learned how to turn his eyelids inside out, poop while doing a somersault, just things that would really get under people's
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I miss her cigarette stained teeth, her stringy, dirty hair. I don't care she smells like Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup or she has a unibrow. Ivanka Spanka and I are in love.
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Panicked, he shuffled the note cards of his speech together and cleared his throat into the mic. Then bam! A sea of rotten vegetables rained upon the glass. They weren't buying it.
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pimp came from Cornfed Pig. If any was gonna be pimpin' Fairy Tale Land's ho's, it was gonna be Wolf Dude. He rode off in his Lambo listening to funk music. What a bad ass.
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s and pulled out the pen. He was ashamed of his sick habit of dipping his pens into the holiest of unholiest. Seurat did enjoy the pain of sticking things where do not belong but
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Those cymbals were like fireworks as the masses of bodies and colors whirled around. It was like Woodstock, maybe I am just exaggerating. Maybe what was in the brownie I ate could
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Smoke flooded the sky and we had nothing to keep us warm, but we talked about the trees. It was the only thing keeping us human. The nature was the real home all along, so we just
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His nostrils burnt just thinking about the rancid excrement on the kitchen table. But Damon wanted props in the art world, maybe even find something more gross to sculpt something
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before turning on the TV watch a game he'd seen too many times earlier. They liked routine, nothing much changed in their town either way. If it did, they hated it with everything