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Phero-Moans

“Phero-moans” Oh, joy the skunk is back. No one has seen her yet all know she’s here. There is just an air about her that turns the head (and stomach). She is so cute that wiggle waddle, those cute eyes, fluffy tail, magnificent white racing stripe. Her rather overpowering femme fatale pheromonal presence assaults the unsuspecting. A sensually aromatic two by four come hither. I think the dog just had his heart broken. John G. Lawless 2/20/2018

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Date: 2/27/2018 9:17:00 AM
John, there is no stink worse! Great write ...
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Date: 2/24/2018 1:29:00 PM
He he he he, I spied one such lovely skunk just a few days ago, my dog did too, thank goodness she listens well and the younger wilder husky mutt I was sitting hadn't caught a glimpse of her. I knew with your title I was going to enjoy this one. xomo
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