I Am an Unemployed Doormat Thanks to Chris Wallace
“Chris,” I said, as a family of five wiped their shoes on his face. “What’re you doing here?” “Muhughuh,” he said, spitting out a piece of dogshit.
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COVID-19 or My Nymphomaniac Grandma?
Preys on the old men outside Walgreens / Frolics across Floridian beaches / Slept with Chris Cuomo / Hates it when you use protection