Oh please, I'm a hot-looking, smooth-talkin', frisky-ass son of a bitch.
I did have something to put on here... I did, really...
Oh yes... it's coming to me now... uhh...
Nah, I got nothing.
The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac, divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth rate. ~ Christopher Fry
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