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Sometimes things are unicorns made of baby laughter and narwals swimming through skittles, sometimes things are just a poonami of craptacular proportions. Sometimes the normal lexicon just isn't enough.
Sometimes things are unicorns made of baby laughter and narwals swimming through skittles, sometimes things are just a poonami of craptacular proportions. Sometimes the normal lexicon just isn't enough.
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I think blonde suits you beautifully! Go for it. Maybe I'll join you...maybe.