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SuperSlug is shocked to find his girlfriend is a drunk
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| I cant handle this anymore, my girlfriend is a lush... | |
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But that could be a blessing in disguise
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| Hmmm, now might be a good time to cop a feel though, she never lets me touch her boob | |
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SuperSlug loses once again...
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| Sorry I was feeling you up. I was doing it cause I love you so. I really care about you. Arent I 133t? | |
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| bullshit you little bastard, drinking is the only way I can deal with you. Id rather die first than have you touch me you leper! | |
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