ooooch smoooch
.
most pneuma walk
past
opportunity
past
delicious
az if it were
too
delicious for theirn
or
for whutevah reason
i
don't
tramp without tripping
i trip alot
and git my
boobooz
smooched better
oooch
more timez
than not
,)
*whut
i love happy hour best,
or, tickets for twins, I mean
two, for two ')
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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