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pull my finger girl pull my finger. hey girl, pull my finger. Hey girl, you like farts? pull my finger. I am the small woman sitting aross from you in the red dress. Come here are pull my finger. I see you there, sitting across me. Are I's meat. Stop praying to Jesus, what is this a church? Oh wait it is. I'm not here to pick up chicks, I'm only here cause I got invited. Come here, I will **** for you.
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
Praying to Jesus
pull my finger girl pull my finger. hey girl, pull my finger. Hey girl, you like farts? pull my finger. I am the small woman sitting aross from you in the red dress. Come here are pull my finger. I see you there, sitting across me. Are I's meat. Stop praying to Jesus, what is this a church? Oh wait it is. I'm not here to pick up chicks, I'm only here cause I got invited. Come here, I will **** for you.
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
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