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| baby. get off that ball, and come to bed | |
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| no way.. this ball pleases me more than you ever will. considering im a dog with a red star in his shirt | |
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| that was way harsh. after all weve been through. all the expensive gifts i gave you, and our honeymoon to easter island | |
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| whatever bitch, i was using you, but now i cant take it anymore. youre too disgusting for me to even pretend i like you | |
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| i cant believe what i just heard... im gunna kill myself | |
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