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My momma told me: Son - love comes through the stomach I sure do love my momma! My girl told me: I do not cook I sure am not in love with her! To Treasure Hunt Love - your cook = your map! Lets cook for Love baby!
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 5:51 AM UTC
Cook for me baby!
My momma told me: Son - love comes through the stomach I sure do love my momma! My girl told me: I do not cook I sure am not in love with her! To Treasure Hunt Love - your cook = your map! Lets cook for Love baby!
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 5:51 AM UTC
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