a politician speech . . like a bad lip reading
If anyone is left, their fathers will be My friends. - No more old potatoes out in the static space. No brown haze. No grey white... I made monkey bread. My guns are stuck to the floor!
' Everything constant for a minute '
my love of God
C o u r r t n e y y , write it down in case you lose your teeth.
I forgot my husband wanted different strangers
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