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Zina was a useless piece of shit.
Yes she is
My “dogs” - it had taken an embarrassingly long time to learn that word was slang for feet, and not actual canines - didn’t “bark,” even after a long Saturday night on the midway.
I hoped his coffee singed his tongue.
I didn’t care if this was the magic or organic attraction to one another, this was my family now, and I was more determined than ever to defend it.
“Keane’s supposed to be the grumpy one, but you’ve been looking at every man here like you want to take a potato peeler to his dick, honey.”
“Well, you’re a woman, and I am a man, I thought that makes us husband and wife.”
😂😂😂😂
How could anyone hate clowns?”
Because yall are creepy
