Say door one more time
I started sneaking off to the supposed-to-be-hidden scales in the shed, again.
Though I can practically see the inside of your butt cheeks in such attire, you at least have the balls to do it and hey, kudos to you and your butt.
“She’s uploaded another fucking run, again”
We surely all want to hear about my imaginative brain busting ideas and my two not-so-rounded A-grade spectacles bouncing liberally underneath my running top.
There’s probably no need for a TFL worker to announce to ‘mind the gap’ any more.
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