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A flasher opens his trench coat, the ladies laugh out loud, HOW SMALL IS THAT Is it that COLD the ladies are heard shouting out, the flasher embarrassed sulks away, with his belittled ego and his tiny mushroom under his rain coat, never was he seen again.
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC
Flasher
A flasher opens his trench coat, the ladies laugh out loud, HOW SMALL IS THAT Is it that COLD the ladies are heard shouting out, the flasher embarrassed sulks away, with his belittled ego and his tiny mushroom under his rain coat, never was he seen again.
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC
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