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Her name is Miss S and she would be sucha goood servr cuz she is soo good at teeching me about all kind of stuff.
Don’t end up on a hilarious, reality prank show like "Milk or Sumo!"
This is also a good time to unwrap any candies or cough drops for which you anticipate a need and to pre-chew noisy crackers.
For all you foodies out there, you should know that very few alehouses carry meade, let alone fresh horsemeat.
You manage to get upright. The movement unsettles something inside of you. You groan, but do not recognize the sound.
Look at me! Perfectly shaped for ass! And yet the ass does not want me.
Solar eclipse pathways for the next twenty years, so that you can prepare ahead.
My profile specifically states I'm looking for "the Jim to my Pam," meanwhile you're still "figuring out your relationship type."
It’s still me, the same old Gary, but now I’m backed by a mega-cap corporate behemoth. You can just call me Gary Delivery Brought to You by MegaTech.
No Alex was a few years behind us. I’m Allen. See my nametag? Alex is probably off expanding the limits of the Western world or something, the madman.
The haunted attic-tested formula will have you back to browsing through buttermilk-colored paperbacks in as few as 30 minutes.
My god, are my mornings agonizing! But it’s all worth it. The ice shards in the body wash act as an exfoliant and all day long my skin radiates.