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I think the heavens must have sent you. I'd like to elect you my new playmate.
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posted by salad fingers on June 6th, 2008 12:50 PM
how can sunshine dust get... worse?
are you sad that i haven't tasted you?
...because i can...
*lick lick lick*
posted by salad fingers on June 3rd, 2008 11:27 PM
mmmmm there is something about the hollow shells that speaks to me...
posted by salad fingers on June 3rd, 2008 5:41 PM
only if it tastes like sunshine dust...
now behave or i shan't play with you anymore!
posted by salad fingers on June 3rd, 2008 5:40 PM
is it difficult to understand me? perhaps if i let you stroke my rusty spoon you would understand the pleasure. tips should be drenched in pleasure, don't you think.... mmmm mmm oo aaaah mmmm
Was this movie theater, perhaps, the alamo draft house..
i hear they have rusty spoons and sunshine dust to spare...