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I was seduced by your tongue. From the menu in it's ripe pink bequeathed with syllables of toxic waste pronounced; production rivaling the healthiest liver in this materialistic marketplace. Still it is a delicate decadence not for the faint-heart by recommendation can only be served in it's ****** state never preserved with age nor maturity for it's zest for life can never be tainted even when cooked it still wags on and on.... churning more poison. I placed my order may the best man win, I was not a coward. Bon appetite.
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Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 8:49 AM UTC
tongue
I was seduced by your tongue. From the menu in it's ripe pink bequeathed with syllables of toxic waste pronounced; production rivaling the healthiest liver in this materialistic marketplace. Still it is a delicate decadence not for the faint-heart by recommendation can only be served in it's ****** state never preserved with age nor maturity for it's zest for life can never be tainted even when cooked it still wags on and on.... churning more poison. I placed my order may the best man win, I was not a coward. Bon appetite.
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Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 8:49 AM UTC
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