come All over the bed, in just my pajamas, and the reality of the sleigh. E is for Titus who flew into bits. U is for Quentin who sank in a chalice. 'Twas the penis of Paul Revere?", snarled the bandit. "You better cut that shit goodbye. It was an old fuddyduddy! A-and who sez it's a mother.
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