Anyway, that's like so many bits we just we just banged out some bits banged out some bits. Anyway, banged out some bits bang out some tits

And we're not going back to the tits. That's off-air show. I will never

Did the tits are never gonna let go of the tits never gonna let those tits go

You got to let them go. No, I'm holding on to the tits for dear life

I'm hanging off the edge and the only thing keeping me afloat are these tits that I am

I didn't say they were yours. I was actually thinking though like that the mental image that gave me is like

In Juniper lost at sea a crate floats by what's in the crate?

It's anime body pillow

See I was thinking more that scene in the last Jedi where

Luke Skywalker milks the animal

What the fuck

We're I'm gonna fucking kill you so first of all I have that scene in a very special folder in my computer

I

Know as a baseline

I drank blue milk at Disney World it was oh my god. Yes. Oh, it was also green

And that's on my that's on my my budget. We're not good

Because

Because hanging on to well stop touch hands. Don't touch him hanging on to something whilst hanging as an app

Is entirely different from the act which you chose to describe and which is apparently so far at the forefront of your mind

But it was the first mental

Association that you had with the concept of hanging on to something and I just mean a tit

Specifically, yeah

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