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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:16:41 GMT
I tell them that I am Spartacus.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:17:36 GMT
I take them kayaking.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:17:54 GMT
I stoke their fireplaces for them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:19:31 GMT
I blow bubbles with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:20:12 GMT
They tell me when Georgia is on their minds.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:20:34 GMT
I teach them secret handshakes.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:20:46 GMT
I drive them to the mall.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:21:03 GMT
I go and see old black and white movies with them at the drive-in.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:21:41 GMT
I kiss their knees.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:22:09 GMT
I repair their glasses with Scotch tape.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:23:09 GMT
I serve them Singapore slings.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:24:14 GMT
I touch their asses with a feather.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:25:02 GMT
I burp the chorus of ABC with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:25:42 GMT
I turn them down for what.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 5:26:11 GMT
I stroke their egos when they need it.
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