If you want me to put on clothes, just tell me wear.
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I broke up with my girlfriend when she started impersonating a Brita filter. She was way too pose as sieve for me.
The joy of keeping your options open, aka an either/or-gasm.
I opened a door. It was ajarring experience.
The lisping accountant was always bothered by thumb tacks increase or another.
My cow can cross a river all by herself. She went to Oxfjord.
Needing a massage is a happens tense situation.
So what if I deleted you from my address book? You’re taking it entirely out of contacts.
I used ‘veranda’ as an expletive. It was a porch choice of words.
I went duck hunting in a swamp. What a quackmire!


