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I have a new found love for fur, I think maybe I love it even more because people get so uptight about it. Specially around certain high-concentrate vegetarian neighborhoods. My theory is that the ones I wear are vintage, so they've been dead for, like, fifty years or so, so it's fair game. This week, for thriftwares.com, we're pretty sure we have a coyote trim coat. It is ridiculous. Oh, and we have a monkey one. What do you think of THAT?
Besides being obsessed with furry cute dead animals to make me feel luxurious and un-PC, I've been rocking out with my cock out and it's been fucking fabulous.
Dirt fucking poor but having fun. It's the way to go.
