Mundy Mundy Mundy! Jam on my toast, cream in my coffee, meatballs on my fucking spaghetti, I was clean for quite a bit less than NINE MONTHS! Get out of the way. I don't want to hurt you.
Okay my dear. We will go out for sodas. Then we will come home and fuck until dawn. Then you will be sufficiently unconscious and I will pick the lock or steal the key. Does that work?
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I CAN'T LET YOU MY LOVE
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