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by Bill Dungsroman 07/08/2003, 7:45pm PDT |
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Roop Dirump wrote:
So she crawls into bed next to me, and I start massaging on her silicon whatnot, going to it, and then she whispers to me, "Cover me with poopies!"
That sentence should win some type of internet award.
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