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“I’ve locked my knees to stop them from rattling like maracas.”
Daddy Whit makes me feel all… ooh-hoo-hoo.
“I don’t huff,” I retort. Huffily.
I’d like to volunteer as tribute, Daddy!
At one point, she came like that chick from The Exorcist, thrashing and cursing. Thankfully, no green goo.
