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| Jesus, I'm so sad! Nobody will have sex with me! | |
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| Be calm child, for the sea shall cease its storms, and the life of the earth shall bloom. | |
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| Yeah, whatever, I just want someone to fill my cunt with their cock! | |
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| Child, procreation is such a beautiful thing. Be patient, for your Adam shall show his face and you shall go forth and make beautiful children! | |
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| But for chrissakes, my panties are soaked! | |
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| Child, Jesus made you fat for a reason. Now come over here and give Uncle Jeebus some sucky sucky before I die. | |
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