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I get that beef fat and butter in this day and age are a sin and contribute to the decline of myself and this earth But, my lords and ladies, I am weak and beholden to the grease shined smile on stuffed chops as my euphemistic dad *** becomes ever more so, ballooning to a middle age where there be dragons I plead mercy, and perhaps some ice cream
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Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC
The flesh is weak (but tasty)
I get that beef fat and butter in this day and age are a sin and contribute to the decline of myself and this earth But, my lords and ladies, I am weak and beholden to the grease shined smile on stuffed chops as my euphemistic dad *** becomes ever more so, ballooning to a middle age where there be dragons I plead mercy, and perhaps some ice cream
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Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC
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