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speeding round the curves flying over the hills my ***** went in my stomach, I spilled some beer, when we had to slow down for that tractor with a plow attachment interrupted was about to take a ****
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Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 12:20 AM UTC
Country Roads
speeding round the curves flying over the hills my ***** went in my stomach, I spilled some beer, when we had to slow down for that tractor with a plow attachment interrupted was about to take a ****
luckily, we didn't encounter any deer that night
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25/F/West Virginia
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 12:20 AM UTC
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