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Not sure what's wrong and I'm sure I'll figure it out soon. No drama, just feel...
off.
Yeah, cryptic. I know. Send me bourbon and strippers to make me feel better if you must. But,...if you send another mail order bride, remember my motto: English not required, short and busty with long locks. Breathing is a must, so poke some holes in the fucking box!
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