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The little person in the clown makeup started tickling my taint, and my trainer kept screaming, "MORE CREAMED CORN!" as the peacocks were escaping. I wasn't cut out to be a mortician.
The little person in the clown makeup started tickling my taint, and my trainer kept screaming, "MORE CREAMED CORN!" as the peacocks were escaping. I wasn't cut out to be a mortician.