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Hell hath no savage like an unfatted sloth. Her ugly chewing grizzle spewing gap, dripping white with yolk hands grasping his face, tight filled with tar. Missing words from the yellow tongue bar, Ba bugha you fuck you, I can’t listen to ye, I’m going out to the car I can listen to you but you can’t listen to me. Yeh, rising her heifer swinging globules knocking the  table, isn’t that funny greasy lank: the cup slides saliva sprays christ you make me puke. Her arse heaves off down the aisle, FUCKING BITCH He whispers, waiting holding his breath jumping up AND following!!!


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