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ah woman!

we replace our oven

that was a periodic from when

you turned a **** and

wham bang ma’am

a flame burst out in

glorious glory and your brain

said, mmmm hot, be caution-art

 

now we have an electric

cause the liberals want to

overload the grid

 

so now a light goes on,

a orange circle that means

 

hot surface

and goes off 24~48 hours later

making me throughly annoyed,

and she patient woMANsplains

me that this is for my own protection

so i grab my favorite parts

of a woman’s bodee

 

and state in a most serious mien

where oh where is that your

is your orange light

inviting me to touch your hot surfaces?

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nat-lipstadt
99 / M / NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
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