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Sep 28 15, 21:51
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You've a fetish for moonlighted hoots with a tall glass of bourbon and toots that she's lettin' you touch but it all was too much an' she ran off with one o' the coots.
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Sep 28 15, 22:36
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First, Merlin's - I was a bit late.
In the moonlight the Scotts say hoot mon when the whiskey they’ve brought’s almost gone so they give Hope a holler and for a wee dollar she’ll fill all their cups until dawn.
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Sep 28 15, 22:36
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And then Daniel's to continue the string:
She ran off with the coats of the men long before all the fun could begin but she brought back each one after she had some fun with some lipstick and perfume and gin.
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Sep 28 15, 22:57
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... and responding to both Merlin's and Larry's together:
With her lipstick, perfume and sloe gin she filled cups until dawn to begin to reveal who she is until drinks lose their fizz and they've interest in her bare skin.
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Sep 28 15, 23:31
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Her bare skin was interesting, aye man, made the moon blush like one pizza pie-man. Her cups overflowing, warm camp-fire glowing; she whispered to me, “Hun, you're my man.”
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Sep 29 15, 10:48
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“You’re no man”, said the whispering Hun because they don’t possess bags for fun and besides all of that where do you keep it at? I refer to your lack of a gun.
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Sep 29 15, 17:42
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They are lacking a gun, but their fur is so thick it would give you a stir; it's because of its claws and the size of its maws suggest bear is a bite connoisseur.
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Sep 29 15, 19:07
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Who suggested a bear is a bite may be biting off more than he mite! If the critter's a young-un don't hope for a long run cuz you mite be sent flying a kite.
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Sep 29 15, 22:10
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If you’re sent out to go fly a kite make sure flying won’t last into night when some storms may arrive and the lightning bolts strive to fry Ben Franklin’s effigy right.
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Sep 29 15, 22:49
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If ol' Ben were out flyin' tonight his burnt hands clearly would be a sight; thunder, lightnin' an' rain woulda struck him again and again, and on into the night.
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Sep 30 15, 09:37
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And again, and on into the night there was thunder and ning ending light. For rain we had drizzle, for a bearskin, a grizzle, for safety we hugged really tight!
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Sep 30 15, 15:38
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If you hug really tight to be safe and you make love, you may start to chafe on your bare skin; take care and be sure you’re a pair ‘cause you could wind up with a small waif
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Sep 30 15, 19:57
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If you end up with one dinky wafer from squeezing too tight to be safer it's your own dumb fault; order up a nice malt and dunk it; it won't be a chafer.
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Sep 30 15, 21:29
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When Dunkan dunked his to be chafer he searched all around for a waiver. He pulled up his nickers, escaped somewhat quickers, and thought that it's best if he laver.
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Oct 1 15, 09:39
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If you think that you've got the best lawyer you should ask if it's true that he saw yer court records before he goes out the door and you wait for jail guards in the foyer.
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Oct 1 15, 14:32
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If you wait in the foyer for guards you’ll realize freedom’s not in the cards so you make a mad dash and throw up some cold cash to escape exercise in their yards.
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Oct 1 15, 18:12
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You refuse exercise in the yard? Well you're gonna gain weight, chubby pard 'cause the fatt'll build up till ya are what ya sup an' it won't go away; it's pure lard.
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Oct 1 15, 23:44
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Pure lard, go awhey, won't you please? Perhaps if I give you a squeeze you'll pfffft like a zit and that will be it, but I won't give up Limburger cheese.
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Oct 2 15, 08:11
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If you won't give up Limburger cheese you will scare away your abductees so your frolics in bed will be all in your head while you're doing whatever you please.
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Oct 2 15, 12:55
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disclaimer - I'm not sure I've ever been near a Limburger.
Please Doing wherever you are, at home or out parking the car. Backseats serve a purpose but not to usurp us, and Doing may think you're a star!
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