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Mar 10, 2006 02:55

An excerable exercise in tedium. The noble savage elf man was uneasy. The frost was coming and he had failed to gather enough turnips to make it through the winter. Also for a week now he had been feeling stirrings, but knew not how to satisfy his innocent urges. Mostly he had been letting off steam by bashing the brains of baby frogs out on ( Read more... )

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anonymous March 12 2006, 01:07:22 UTC
will you be my girlfriend,fadams?your lyrical pros make the capillaries in my phallus swell to unsizable dimensions.can't wait to hear more

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