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Oh Em Gee, mom... It's MIKE!
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| NOOO!!! CANDY, RUN FOR THE HILLS!!! | |
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Wait... What teh fuck is going on?
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| COME ON CANDY!!! WE CAN'T DO SHIT AT THIS POINT! | |
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| NO! OH NO! MIKE! WHAT ABOUT MIKE?! I NEED TO HAVE HIS BIG JUICEY COCK IN MY ASS ONE MORE TIME!!! | |
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| PULL YOUR SELF THE FUCK TOGETHER, CANDY! HE WOULD'VE WANTED YOU TO GO ON TO FUCK SOME OTHER POOR LIMP-DICKED FELLOW! | |
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| But... he... I... Ooooh--YOU'RE RIGHT! I hate to say it, but... I must leave Mike the Bitch. :'( teh cry | |
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