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Something struck me out of the blue and cut my dorsal fin worst pain I'll say I ever knew guess it's due for mess I'm in Thankfully, I am just fine next time I'll be more careful and watch out for the fisherman's line and try to be more prayerful This one's not that into fish though fish he did one night caught me hanging out beside the boat to my delight. He spoke to me as if I were the chicken of the sea and said some things I won't repeat but took as flattery. So play we did and had a ball that fisherman and I, I must say though, along the way the man, he caught my eye. He shared a couple of tales there that I could scarce believe 'bout a women who had landed that old heart upon on his sleeve. Before the sun had set I felt a certain sting of pain he said, " Ya know if you were not a fish I'd take you out again". "I do appreciate the thought" as I entertained the notion, "so put me in some salt water here or jump in to my ocean." "I got a funny feeling", said the fisherman to me "that if I were to take you out you'd be too much for me." It was then I got his number I knew that line, you see Been hooked perhaps a dozen times and thrown back in the sea. "The sunset's sweet and lures you, man, I love that sugar stupor but you're just a fast food ****** and will never taste my grouper."
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
he's just not that into fish
Something struck me out of the blue and cut my dorsal fin worst pain I'll say I ever knew guess it's due for mess I'm in Thankfully, I am just fine next time I'll be more careful and watch out for the fisherman's line and try to be more prayerful This one's not that into fish though fish he did one night caught me hanging out beside the boat to my delight. He spoke to me as if I were the chicken of the sea and said some things I won't repeat but took as flattery. So play we did and had a ball that fisherman and I, I must say though, along the way the man, he caught my eye. He shared a couple of tales there that I could scarce believe 'bout a women who had landed that old heart upon on his sleeve. Before the sun had set I felt a certain sting of pain he said, " Ya know if you were not a fish I'd take you out again". "I do appreciate the thought" as I entertained the notion, "so put me in some salt water here or jump in to my ocean." "I got a funny feeling", said the fisherman to me "that if I were to take you out you'd be too much for me." It was then I got his number I knew that line, you see Been hooked perhaps a dozen times and thrown back in the sea. "The sunset's sweet and lures you, man, I love that sugar stupor but you're just a fast food ****** and will never taste my grouper."
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
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