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| ...that's when Debbie walked into my studio and posed for these paintings a little over a month ago. What do you think of them? | |
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| Oh, they're god awful! An untamed spider monkey with a nervous twitch could have done a better job... So, where is miss Flonase now? | |
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| Well, after she finished posing for these, I took her up to my loft and fucked the stank out of her. Sans condom, I might add cuz that's how I roll, bay-bay! | |
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| Can you give me her new phone number? | |
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| Oh, she died last week from some Asian flu virus or something. Lots of coughing. Bruises. Tremendous weight loss... Why do you need to see her? | |
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| Well, by order of the county health department, I have to inform all my past lovers, and their past lovers, of something I might have "shared" with them. You may need to sit down... | |
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