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June 24, 2015 | bikini | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Girls with enormous fake jugs and round asses riding pool floats ought to be on our ten dollar bill. Fuck Harriet Tubman. I mean that in the polite way. She did some fine work two centuries ago. She has a place in the history books. For modern commercial currency you want something that states your purpose and tells the rest of the world to take a step the fuck back. We will pump our young women full of Dow chemicals just to give our man folk superior erections. Now what can I get in this bazaar with this crisp American ten? And don’t tell me two fives. I can target a cruise missile to cross two oceans and fly into your grandma’s snatch.
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