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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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I sit here in Falls Church, Va., about 8 miles from the White House in DC. In 3 hours El Cheeto, Fuckface von Clownstick, will be swor...
Gets the point across though. Why Congress would block a bill to at least ban those on terrorist lists is beyond me! And frankly, there should be someway to ban those who have been labeled dangerous for mental illnesses. Not everyone getting treatment for mental disorders but those who have the additional tendency to violence. It would have saved lives that day in Tucson.
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like a well-placed fuck.
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