PUNK: You calling me a fuckin’ pouf? Coz I’ll pound your fuckin’ face in!
HIPPY: Chill, dude. I’m saying it’s, like, an outward manifestation of your virility.
PUNK: Too fuckin’ right it is. You like someone fuckin’ puked out a rainbow.
HIPPY: Ace, man. Rainbows rock.
Kelli B.
Kelli B.
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She screamed her own name as he fucked her. He found it oddly epigamic. Suddenly monogamy didn't sound so bad.
Hélène L.
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