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# One fine, postdiluvian day, God glanced down on Noah and crew,  midfloat.. ((ding)) "NOAH.."                                                      "Hmm..? what is that? ((ding)) "NOAH.."                             *"Oh, **** its the boss.. everyone, ****** chill" *((ding)) "NOAH.."                                "yes Lord..?" **Noah, now concerning being fruitful and.. uh..  whatever you know-- lala,  and stuff.."**                                  "Ya..?" **"Ya yourself, Noah. Hast thou considered the howler monkey..? That wild-assed little pair going at it up there in the crowsnest are tantric AF."**                                  *"Dude.. you should bless those cute, hairy                                    little love-machines with the most orgasmic-sounding                                    lovehowl on the planet.."* **** I wish I was the one who thought of that..*       :(** #
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Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 8:18 PM UTC
a short little note on the multiplication of fruit..
# One fine, postdiluvian day, God glanced down on Noah and crew,  midfloat.. ((ding)) "NOAH.."                                                      "Hmm..? what is that? ((ding)) "NOAH.."                             *"Oh, **** its the boss.. everyone, ****** chill" *((ding)) "NOAH.."                                "yes Lord..?" **Noah, now concerning being fruitful and.. uh..  whatever you know-- lala,  and stuff.."**                                  "Ya..?" **"Ya yourself, Noah. Hast thou considered the howler monkey..? That wild-assed little pair going at it up there in the crowsnest are tantric AF."**                                  *"Dude.. you should bless those cute, hairy                                    little love-machines with the most orgasmic-sounding                                    lovehowl on the planet.."* **** I wish I was the one who thought of that..*       :(** #
The End. (This postdiluvian-dialogue was what was on a cartoon-like tract that was rolled up and left tucked in the jamb of my front door by the most gorgeous little J.W. doorknocker I have ever seen..) true story (almost) Mm.. to that cute little J-dub princess from long, long ago~ Baby baby baby Take me in your arms and love me cause you know what I am, anyway.. https://youtu.be/7RArN7nLaTc xoxo
preston
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Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 8:18 PM UTC
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