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**** SAUSAGE! *** and drugs and sausage rolls. When once them drugs did get me. *** crept up discreetly. And bit me hard upon the *** The sausage rolls were palatable. At times, I had the munchies. Them drugs were very pleasant. When I was rather young. Now at fifty years old. To take them drugs. I would be bold or rather stupid. Bring on ****** cupid. Much more ****** fun. The *** is bearable now and then. But only with some weird men. Always find the wrong uns. Guess what? A lesson learned. Leave the drugs. Miss not the *** Make sure them sausage rolls ain't burned! By ladylivvi1 © 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
**** SAUSAGE!
**** SAUSAGE! *** and drugs and sausage rolls. When once them drugs did get me. *** crept up discreetly. And bit me hard upon the *** The sausage rolls were palatable. At times, I had the munchies. Them drugs were very pleasant. When I was rather young. Now at fifty years old. To take them drugs. I would be bold or rather stupid. Bring on ****** cupid. Much more ****** fun. The *** is bearable now and then. But only with some weird men. Always find the wrong uns. Guess what? A lesson learned. Leave the drugs. Miss not the *** Make sure them sausage rolls ain't burned! By ladylivvi1 © 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Bit more childish stupidity! x
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Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
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