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  • #378929
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    Anonymous
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    I cleaned one of my sleeves after use and left it in place to dry while I was being distracted by something else. I can’t find it now. I wonder who is going to be here when I finally find it.

    Oh well, I’ll move the Pink Lady into rotation until then. Good thing I have no shame. Pay attention whenever you clean your sleeves.

    #378933
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    007 (Reborn)
    007 (Reborn)
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    Do you have a dog that might have mistaken it for roast beef?

    Pursuing Happiness and Freedom.

    #378936
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    Russky
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    Don’t clean your sleeves – it provides more realism

    proud carrier of the 'why?' chromosome

    #378937
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    Jan Sobieski
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    Maybe it out with a Chad?

    Love is just alimony waiting to happen. Visit mgtow.com.

    #378957
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    Anonymous
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    My sleeve done run off with Chad Thunderc~~~. It told me he was just a friend.

    The last thing I remember was thinking that it would be in a safe discreet place that was airy. If my puppy is responsible, I’ll do absolutely nothing. He’s already ripped my drysuit’s neck gasket by only spending 20 seconds in a room unattended. More things to fix is just what I need.

    #379039
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    Anonymous
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    Do a David Carradine and use a rubber band! I would! I always like doing new and exciting things!

    Russky’s line cracked me up! Funny how the truth does that to a man! LOL!

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    Anonymous
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    It came home finally. It said nothing happened with Chad.

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    Ogre
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    Chad is always a perfect gentleman, and sleeves never lie.

    I failed to realize in my youth that I was the prize. I was going to work. I was going to earn. Little did I realize that due to feminism, that no longer meant I had to share. Road soon, Desert after.

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