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I want you to keep this in mind. Someone was complaining the escalator broke down at the Airport. It was like the end of the world for her. Yes, she's a bit out of shape. I love her to death, but she is wider than she is tall. She kept on about it, so I finally said, "Escalators never break down...they just turn into stairs." She didn't get it.
Some idiot sent me an inspirational meme that reads, "Dream carefully because dreams come true." Oh yeah? Well then, where's my beautiful penis I keep dreaming I have? Every morning I wake up and look at nothing but pussy. I'm not complaining about that, but I wouldn't mind waking up to a dick attached right above the box. I don't know where I want the balls yet. I'll have to measure. Maybe that's asking for too much. So what about the perfect stud with no mouth and the most amazing 2-foot cock I've been dreaming about? Where's he at? Instead, Ryan knocks on the door and won't quit whining about why he's the perfect man for me. His 6-inch dick works pretty well, so it's not all complaints. So...the whole if you dream it, it shall be thing has been thoroughly debunked as a con game.
Man...people were drinking like a fish last night. Alcohol is the perfect dissolvent. And...for a very low price, you too can own a bottle. Use it to dissolve marriages, careers, families, and just about anything you need it to. Oh, man. I'm getting high and mighty again. I've ruined more marriages with my pussy, including mine than most people have with a bottle of booze. I should probably just take my wandering pussy and just shut up.