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when does the cohesion happen?

I need a new pick up line.

 

"Hi, I've got no confidence in myself

but maybe if the two of us

came together

then I wouldn't need any."

 

"You must be a Flinstone,

because I can lick your ********

with a breath strip on my tongue."

 

that's *******

my breath isn't minty

fresh. at all.

 

I wanted to be a poet,

but I couldn't tell what bad poetry

looked like.

so maybe it's mine.

so maybe I should

stop looking.

 

it's like:

"I can't do it,

so I won't try."

 

it's like:

"life's too short,

so let's end it.

baby."

 

there's your pickup line.

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ryan-pemberton
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Nov 9, 2013
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