Whatever. I had kids so I could keep hitting those houses up for candy each year.
Whatever. I had kids so I could keep hitting those houses up for candy each year.
I can't eat sweets. My mouth rejects them. It's a blood sugar thing. Happy dining. Can't climb a tree or fart on command. Loser. Grow an inch of cock if your local hoa says so. Dead marriage talking to me like wut.
I can't eat sweets. My mouth rejects them. It's a blood sugar thing. Happy dining. Can't climb a tree or fart on command. Loser. Grow an inch of cock if your local hoa says so. Dead marriage talking to me like wut.
You sound terribly unhappy. I hope things eventually work out for you.
You sound terribly unhappy. I hope things eventually work out for you.
I don’t know, he’s already a general. That’s pretty impressive.
I don’t know, he’s already a general. That’s pretty impressive.
As always. Good chat.
As always. Good chat.
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