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Synopsis |
She left a huge fu-man-chu moustache on her cunt when she put away her razor. The only way that would make any sense is if she planned for him to use it as a putting green when he practiced his mini-golf swing into a glass on the hotel floor. Otherwise it should have been as bald as her chin… which is why he left his juice there instead. |
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