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Imagine a horror film about a man who screws a sex doll—and the doll becomes pregnant! Then imagine the hideous offspring—half inflatable plastic and half flesh—wheezing like some broken duck-toy as it slowly crawls inch by horrifying inch across the floor of a dark bedroom, up onto the bed, across the sheets, right up to the face of its unsuspecting sleeping daddy! "Wake up, daddy!" "AAAAAUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!"
I don't know about yours, but my sex doll is going out with today's trash.
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My loft faces the Amstel River. My spotting scope, ostensibly set up for birdwatching, also allows me to check up on the local university's girls' gym classes. It is good to see girls exercising. I have always maintained that exercise is essential for high spirits and strong moral character.
So is cleanliness. And these girls are very clean, as showering after class seems to be a rigidly enforced policy in the Dutch collegiate gym program.
If you happen to be a female Dutch collegiate athlete reading this message, may I remind you that helping one another in the shower is the kindest thing you can do for your fellow teammates. Sore muscles need to be massaged!
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