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just gotta get a motherfucker to braid that shit for ya, you feel? :o)
i totally fuckin get you yo
why the hell didn't i motherfuckin think of that shit?
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terminallycelestial replied to your post: PPBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTT
just gotta get a motherfucker to braid that shit for ya, you feel? :o)
i totally fuckin get you yo
why the hell didn't i motherfuckin think of that shit?
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did someone say motherfuckin’ honkin’ was goin’ on up in this wickedest of bitches?
IT'S A DUCK. A DUCK THAT HONKS.
SO YES APPARENTLY THERE IS HONKING GOING ON IN HERE.
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Eridan pursed his lips. He drew a sharp tongue over the quiver of the plump muscle; the fishboy closing his eyelids for a moment. His eyelashes kissed his burnt cheeks, the lashes nuzzling his tender grey flesh, before they rose again. Violent eyes grazed the scene around him. He was walking, the crackle of earth beneath each foot, with his cape trilling the leaves behind him. The poor troll was wandering the streets, he had been for awhile, waking up near in the off-caves with each long grass tangling up into his legs. Where was he? Oh. He spotted a wooden bench, crooked with heavy weight and diminished with age. The male gathered himself and went over the furniture and plopped his lithe frame right onto that wood, cringing only when the soft creak chirped below him. He arched a brow, folding his hands together and leaning over. He placed his elbows on his knees, holding his breath. Let it out. Breathe in.
Breathe out. He heard the crackle of underbrush. A soft growl rose from those cracked lips, eyes flickering in the sound's direction.
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