"That's contraindicated because it's coated with chocolate"

Oh, can't a dog do that? I can't help it, so I'm a pain in the ass. Oh, delicious. Was I puckered like such a big eater? I would imagine an unpleasant development where the size of the clothes is likely to increase by one rank. Oh, horrible.

What a shoe cream I could produce from the palm of my hand. Is that? Is shoe cream bread?

Tasty, she said she was flavoring the shoe cream. Master Calcirust stood up sparingly as he parted ways. Finally, you made up your mind to leave the dog. I loved dogs.

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