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I can assure you I'd slap the bees knees off of you. And there's nothing to be mad about because you asked and I answered. I'd gladly leave a handprint right across your face like the glove on the hamburger helper boxes.
I'd rather tie you up to a bed and put my balls in your fucking mouth and just blow a load all over your fucking eye in your fucking eyes oh god oh god blow a fucking load on everyone