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Defunct steam punk on the top bunk smelled skunk and shrunk into a trunk. Funky crunk juice with floating chunks of dunked ***** shot from a Monk’s junk. Spelunker, a drunkard, bucks ****** up truck drivers hiding behind tree trunks… the schmuck. Clunky blunt, fronted musky, and held by a hunk flunked the test and was debunked in Timbuctoo.
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 4:55 PM UTC
Unk, not Uncle
Defunct steam punk on the top bunk smelled skunk and shrunk into a trunk. Funky crunk juice with floating chunks of dunked ***** shot from a Monk’s junk. Spelunker, a drunkard, bucks ****** up truck drivers hiding behind tree trunks… the schmuck. Clunky blunt, fronted musky, and held by a hunk flunked the test and was debunked in Timbuctoo.
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 4:55 PM UTC
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