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Here we are.

We meet again.

Let me start with a sip.

Oh.

As you can see, I'm in my boxer shorts.

I got a diaper butt.

Oh, just pooped my dipey.

I need a cleanup.

That's what your boyfriend said to you this morning when you were doing that freaky roleplay.

I know you. These are Robbie's and you know all the girls are doing it. So I genuinely our washer dryer broke and I was

fresh out of panties. You like that word? Some people have like a visceral response to the word panties.

And to that I say, shut up and grow up.

What are you going to call them?

Undies.

Underwear.

I don't even claim underwear.

There's no ring.

Just let me call them what they are. A pant,

a cute panties. Anyways, I was fresh out, so I had to dig in Robbie's underwear drawer.

And she has like six pairs and then like this is mine. Okay, who cares? Who cares about that? When all of the Epstein files have disappeared, don't worry. Don't worry. Nothing funny is happening. It's totally normal. We didn't want to see those files anyway. They just weren't that deep. They weren't incriminating to some of the most powerful political celebrity figures running very convoluted, sophisticated, disgusting

sex trafficking ring and being a pedophile, which they must be born and bred to do.

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