Not about to be swindled, the monk the pulls a gun from within his robe. “What’s that?!” the startled vendor asks. “Ah,” replies the monk, “this is my inner piece.”
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Not about to be swindled, the monk the pulls a gun from within his robe. “What’s that?!” the startled vendor asks. “Ah,” replies the monk, “this is my inner piece.”
You know, I find the most erotic part of a woman is the neurotoxin dispensers.