Look at this shit, how come we can't ever invade a cool country, like chicks in bikinis, you know, how come countries like that don't ever need Marines, I'll tell you why, it's lack of pussy that fucks countries up, lack of pussy is the root fucking cause of all global instability, if more hajis were getting quality pussy, there'd be no reason for us to come over and fuck em up like this, cause a nutbusting haji, is a happy haji.
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"What's in it for me?" I say as I hand her one of my little white ladies. She smiles.
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"What's so funny?" she protests.
"Nothing, nothing... It's just... don't you grow tired of the egos?"
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"It's ok," I admit. "Not everything is to my liking."
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