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Sweetness (Other) by swift_enterprises

Sweetness is a sour cider Distilled on tongues in casks of fibers Tighter bound than gravity, Which wets the lips that set it free.

Bachus 5-Aug-02/6:50 PM
Fuck yerself Mr. spock. Bones, analysis! Well Jim, all of the women on this planet seem to have three breasts, and hardly any STD's. Tell Chekov and Scotty to bring the tents and briquettes! I the name of Science, man!




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