And spun in cotton candy while soldered with the plastic from a million Barbie playhouses.
Oooooh, sounds kinky.
The smirk on his face says it all. He's got protection. He don't need to worry 'bout a thang.
The rest will have the color pink seared into their retinas until Judgement Day.
...and the full moon on the horizon is rosier than ever.
No, I would not like to see you do the 'symptoms dance'.
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