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โ€œYou'll not butcher this kitten!โ€ She exclaimed forcefully. The butcher looked at her with steely eyes. โ€œI will **** that kitten and drink its blood!โ€ He said. โ€œHold on there a minute!โ€ George Bush hollered. โ€œMy wife will **** you if I tell her to.โ€ Barbara lifted her leg to scratch where it was itchy when Jeb walked in. โ€œWhat's going on?โ€ Jeb asked. โ€œThis butcher thinks that he can butcher kittens in front of me!โ€ Barbara explained. โ€œThat's not right!โ€ Jeb whimpered. Barbara took Jeb's manly hand. โ€œSon,โ€ she whispered, โ€œyour father and I have always been deeply in love with each other a lot.โ€ Jeb looked directly into Barbara's 2 eyes. โ€œI know, Mother, but I have the hots for ******* women.โ€
The tattoo of a ****** on my left foot is devoid of vaginal sensation.
June's female rib bone was delicious because the bony-rib meat just
fell off June Haver's rib cage, before Fred MacMurray jogged home
with loads of potatoes to make home fries & upside-down tater pies
thickened by dry starch given to play players in a gay march in May
when June was meek & mental & ****** a Japรณ Ken doll that had
yellow, buck-tooth rental fangs made by Oriental Dental in Kendall
across the road from a sheepish brain surgeon with acute, traumatic
brain-root damage that meanly afforded menace to fleecy lamb rage
HAPPY TIMES AT LOWE'S - Shopping carts at Lowe's are
protected by bombs. "When one of our shopping carts goes
beyond the 400-foot perimeter, it explodes. The bomb is
a quarter-stick of dynamite. There will be needless
carnage till our thieving customers wise
up," owner Fred Lowe stated.
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