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| ...well, for some reason, the sight of naked or scantily-clad girls was beginning to make me feel really uncomfortable. And my ding-dong would get all stiff, too. | |
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| ...until one day, I found out that if I thought about that kind of stuff, or watched a "Beach Party" movie or something, and played with my ding-dong at the same time... | |
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| Billy, when I asked you to tell us what you did over the summer vacation -- | |
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| ...and my eyes roll back in my head and I go 'UNNHH!!! UNNNHH!!!", and it feels so good that I don't want to go out and play baseball or go fishing with Dad or any of that stuff EVER AGAIN! | |
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