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| quote: | Originally posted by Dirk W.
someday im going to castrate you in your sleep. |
i think your just looking for a reason to get your hands on his junk
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"Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold :
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold."
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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