Maybe I'm just getting old, but I remember when your average NFL player would come to the sideline, spit out three bicuspids, Scotch-tape his humerus together and get back out there.
I was a terrible Sugar Babies addict, so I had more cavities than the surface of the moon.
I write the story that nobody reads. Someday, I'm going to write it in German to see if anyone notices.
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