I heard it's cold out, but her popsicle melts, she's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself, says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out, it's cuz of these things.
Monday, September 5, 2011
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I heard it's cold out, but her popsicle melts, she's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself, says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out, it's cuz of these things.
Posted by Alberto at 11:48 AM
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