“I swear to cat god, if you type one more button on that stupid bumpy bed I’m gonna chew those little sausage fingers right off.”

I get it. You don’t want people to know you have chrome, internet explorer, edge, and real player installed.

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Sing me a song of brethren, and I might share a pic in kind. Mine learned to read clocks I the winter hours, but follows the sun betwixt the equinoxes.

He’s a shifty one.