Your mom called back and said: "My baby, there's nothing good,
She's very young for you, i know you think she's kinda cute.
She's too reckless, boy. Please, hear your ma, it's an absurd.
And for my son i want a wifey girl, not someone rude.
I have few girls for you, a pretty ones, it is for sure.
They have blue eyes, slim bodies, blondy hair and no issues.
They want to meet u, badly. Now, please hide that lovefool look.
Just don't tell me she can do something they can't do."
вс, 12 янв. 2025 г., 19:35
Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 5:02 PM UTC
Your mom called back and said: "My baby, there's nothing good,
She's very young for you, i know you think she's kinda cute.
She's too reckless, boy. Please, hear your ma, it's an absurd.
And for my son i want a wifey girl, not someone rude.
I have few girls for you, a pretty ones, it is for sure.
They have blue eyes, slim bodies, blondy hair and no issues.
They want to meet u, badly. Now, please hide that lovefool look.
Just don't tell me she can do something they can't do."
вс, 12 янв. 2025 г., 19:35
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