Tastes like my boyfriend.
My balls just dropped. Into your mouth I mean.
Well, your parents raised you. Dogs raise their young better.
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it's hard to shake the feeling that I've always got five stars in this Grand Theft Auto known as life.
Now, inexplicably, season three is looming over us like some sort of dome. Season one's plot asked whether or not the town could get out from under the dome. Apparently the answer was "no". Season two asked "I guess we're really stuck, huh?" and the answer was "yup".
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