While I was taking an existential shit a thought occured to me. My girlfriend is a real whore. A cunt. But we all have to get married and have a mortgage sometime. Darn. There's no toilet paper left.
Paul Deuce McKinley IV
The above opinion does not necessarily reflect Moon Zuppa in the eye. We have more than enough issues to deal with ourselves. In case you jackasses haven't noticed.
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