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Edited by SwaggyP:
12/29/2015 7:35:51 AM
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I am Asskin (keep reading)
Now this has been stuck in my shaft long enough and it's time to blast it out.
I'm not an ass. Well, I am, in effect. I climb the high cliffs of Bangladesh with the burden of a 100 pounds of tea. My astral hooves tread the path of a thousand foreign monks under Siddharth Gautauma. He has sacrificed for this land of ours.
EDIT: I'm really getting tired of the bullshit smell. For succubus sake it's my corn chowder meal you asshat.
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1 ReplyI am owlkin, and I hate it when people are disgusted by my regurgitation of digested rodents. It's just fur and bones! People also mess up my nest constantly and complain about my nocturnal hunting. Like this post if you are owlkin and can relate.
