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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:23:44 GMT
I dance with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:24:00 GMT
I watch The Lion King with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:24:12 GMT
I cradle them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:24:40 GMT
I name them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:24:54 GMT
I scratch their bellies.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:25:08 GMT
I cook them lasagna.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:25:18 GMT
I kiss them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:25:51 GMT
I fondle them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:34:58 GMT
I mail them letters and open them myself and read them to them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:35:10 GMT
I spin them beats.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:37:16 GMT
I teach them line dances.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:37:34 GMT
I read them Pride and Prejudice.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:43:34 GMT
I smoke pot with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:43:49 GMT
I share corn with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 4, 2015 5:45:50 GMT
I hum hymns to them.
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