You fart.
You zipper merge.
You love/hate/ hate 2500 pounds cages of death/freedom. You poop your pants, when necessary. Transplants, anyone? Have you ever bidtied your booty and knocked your roomies’s toothbrush off the spout and into the poopie wash? And the gave said toothbrush a quick wash and put it back in it’s place? Have you ever let someone watch you have sex?
You Bore Me
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