Maybe it has something to do with the songs I sing, but I get lots of strange gifts from my friends.
...like a solid milk chocolate bird...
...a plastic toy pop-singing stick figure...
...beta...
...a stress tit...
...and my favorite one so far...from Japan...
...a magical singing poo...
It's like a regular Spencer's Gifts in here. But normal gifts would never do. Thanks for the chocolate turkeys, squeezable boobs and singing shits, friends.
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My pleasure... I'm glad to see you squeezing my boobie.
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somewhere on the net is a japanese toilet training short (toon).
where's the skeet shooting machine that uses dried kobe cowpie for ammo? (cheney likely still needs practice)
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