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I should call her
Everything reminds me of her.
“Everything reminds me of her.”
Ah, to be one with mother nature…
I’ll be in my bunk…
After all, why shouldn’t I… ?
Why shouldn’ I fuck the snow ?
It’s like throwing a hot dog through a hallway…
“Mickey, you face up to make a snow angel!”
“At this point, we might have to amputate. What exactly were you doing to get frostbite there?”
He just couldn’t resist and control himself
Never seen a snowman blush like that.
