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Nov 2017
She boosted my wave-nuts, like she learned from ghetto-black ***** who were pimped by pimps like sisters of ghetto-pimped-out mutts
All thru the night I baked pies
Cherry, pineapple with a few guys
There was Carl & Stu, Matt & Keefer
They'd often disappear to smoke marijuana...
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
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