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thea - 2003-03-10 09:34:19
soixante neuf... Why the hell do I know all the words to that Up in the Air Junior Birdman song, too? I'm pretty sure you weren't even born when I learned it. Ranier cherries? The ultimate gustatory indulgence, especially when they are firm and perfect, without a nick or bruise. I actually have a pretty antique bowl with flared lip to serve them--and only them--in. I know--weird, but true. Zero gravity sex? I really needed more fodder for fantasy to distract me from the reality-grind of my existence. Thanks a fucking lot. Lemme know where you get that Teaberry gum. I like that too, but never see it in stores anymore...
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