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Sparkly-Pink, High-Heeled Shoes
I have nothing, other than utter revulsion, against the shoes. Okay, maybe I do have something against the shoes, but that’s not the point I’m trying to make here. It’s the girl who wears them that really gets on my last nerve.
Frustration: Best Served With Sausages
James replied easily, “Sexual frustration.”
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