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pretty penny sherbet lime-eyed and locked in orange how they laughed as all the porridge pushed out windows knocked in doors. and though some begged to get in while the others wished for out there you were, sweet nosebleed ghost . . . unwelcomed host without. so faeries made their mushroom rings where you danced in naked plight &nbs

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By reading the above comment, you are hereby agreeing that Nyliir now owns your soul. HAH HA! >8D
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It always seemed to me that our fellow citizens had two passions: ideas and fornication A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the paper.
- Albert Camus, "The Fall"
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Bostidy... Bostidy!
I love you my little bostidy...
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Bostidy... Bostidy!
I love you my little bostidy...
I have it above my bed so I can look at it while we're having sex.
But I don't know what sex is.
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It always seemed to me that our fellow citizens had two passions: ideas and fornication A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the paper.
- Albert Camus, "The Fall"
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Bostidy... Bostidy!
I love you my little bostidy...
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