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t'was many a year ago I had eyes for these twins named teensy and weensy, I had problems telling 'em apart; really, i liked both them equally they were eyefuls, like bucket fulls of buttermilk skin both teensy and weensy, sang and danced akin to the buttermilk dough boy in drag They , teensy and weensy were like night and day though, for once I put my arms, mistakenly, around weensy and got my face slapped. I think I did it on purpose, you know how we men are
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Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 7:07 AM UTC
you know how we men are
t'was many a year ago I had eyes for these twins named teensy and weensy, I had problems telling 'em apart; really, i liked both them equally they were eyefuls, like bucket fulls of buttermilk skin both teensy and weensy, sang and danced akin to the buttermilk dough boy in drag They , teensy and weensy were like night and day though, for once I put my arms, mistakenly, around weensy and got my face slapped. I think I did it on purpose, you know how we men are
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