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It's like Hollyoaks, you know it's all utter bulltulip but it's on when you get home from work so you watch it anyway. Next thing you know you're addicted
'cept there's not as many fit girls in Wilmslow's stories
It's like Hollyoaks, you know it's all utter bulltulip but it's on when you get home from work so you watch it anyway. Next thing you know you're addicted
After a nice unmolested trip to the cinema, we crack open a bottle of wine. Bunnies cannot take their wine – just under half a bottle was more than enough for this one.
We get down to the bedroom action – after, bunny asks me where my Blackberry is, asking if I have recorded things.
Valentines day is lurking too close for comfort…….
So the bottom line is, you haven't had the balls to get rid of her yet.
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