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What they wear often in the public, Never covers their essentials, Such are the brief briefs. What they don to party, Same they wear to the beach, Which they wear for the namesake. Bluff they do their meaty sausages, But they put them in their suckers, Buff they look with their knickers. Flaunt they do their ***** curves, Finish they never on the beach, **** they do in such parties. They eat fat-burner to stay **** Binge drinking they practise, Worrying not about health. Live like the Early man, They live in the moment, Risking AIDS and others. Call me outdated, Call me inferior, Call me boring, But I will never mimic them.
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Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC
Brief Briefs
What they wear often in the public, Never covers their essentials, Such are the brief briefs. What they don to party, Same they wear to the beach, Which they wear for the namesake. Bluff they do their meaty sausages, But they put them in their suckers, Buff they look with their knickers. Flaunt they do their ***** curves, Finish they never on the beach, **** they do in such parties. They eat fat-burner to stay **** Binge drinking they practise, Worrying not about health. Live like the Early man, They live in the moment, Risking AIDS and others. Call me outdated, Call me inferior, Call me boring, But I will never mimic them.
Atul
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35/M/Indian
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC
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