Instead of breakfast, I want a enormous phat trouser snake inside my bootie
I've always wanted a large family but your father didn't want anymore kids after I had. I HAD ALWAYS BEEN A BULL, A thick-built, large-muscled man like my. Now he's not so bright, instead, he's a little bit special. Welcome back to Dead Letters, the feature in which we reprint our favorite reader mail. Out of the sleigh jumped a big, fat dick.
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