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*Newb raises his cock clamoring digits and lisps "bring it" at Fatman...
Fatman,languishing in a state of post pre-pubescent spwackfest guilt, swivels his lower abdomen up and forward
while pulling the lever on his recliner. A wave of liquid humanity lurches forth from his recliner, the searing screech of his cholesterol soaked skin ripping itself free sends the feline population skittering behind the meager decore. Fatman collects his guts, his wits, and his kitty snacks. "Fuck you" would be the normal reply. But Fatty don't roll like that, instead he lets bitch off the hook and considers changing his name to Captain Christ.
That's quite a creative yarn you spun. Seems to fit well for a knitting fairy such as yourself. Now get back to having your boyfriends back like you do every night.
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