Our heroin encounters one of the local ladies during an evening stroll.
Can I help you, flightless sex bird?
You are ruining our men Holobitch! I'm here to tell you to leave! Go back to the cyber-brothel you were coded in! Leave our men alone or I’ll… I’ll…
Why don't you just strap one on and ride me around the room for a while? I'll do it for the price of that whip.
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* GASP * Oh fuck YES! * puff * Gallop you hard fucking bitch! * pant puff * GOD i think i love you...
Damn! This bird is a long rider! I may run out of batteries!
"The ancient recipe for this anointing oil, recorded in the Old Testament book of Exodus (30: 22-23) included over nine pounds of flowering cannabis tops."
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So did a little weed justify nailing me to a cross? It's time we normalized the law!
This ends a chapter in your life, dear Holobabe. No more turning trix for chump change. You're being paid millions to help advance science on this planet. Dr. Plank will now begin examining you.