Monday, August 4, 2014

I don't care

She'd slip me a mickey, shiv me, stomp on my foot, give me a social disease, and laugh at me when I came to bail her out after she got arrested for cutting out one of my kidneys and selling it on the black market, but I don't care.  I'm bewitched by this criminal vixen.  Here Donna, take my money, treat me bad baby, but give daddy some sugar first.  Okay?

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