Magnum takes a walk in the wastelands of Texas coming up with new euphamisms for sex
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| Hehehe! I got another one! "Stuff the pigeon!" | |
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He happens upon a pidgeon, on a barstool for some reason
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| Well, well, well, what do we have here but a pidgeon! | |
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| What's with that grin...this can't be good... | |
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Unfortunately for Magnum, the pidgeon doesn't like the idea of testing his 'theory'
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| Wait! Come back Mr. Birdy! | |
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