(so if yall sidnt know, i wrute dis for my freind abbly.)
(i gut me mum to prof red dis)
the next dei i decidd tu go bacc to de strimp club ( dis id filn wolveharb talccing ) and si da cexi ladi again. whun i got dere, GASP, sh3 wasnt dere?!?!?!1?1! it wus supper dramatic n stuff n i was sooo depressed that i wunt hoem n cryed. "why wusnt she dere?!?" i tought hangrily! " she sud she wuld be dere todday! " i saladly mused. i edcided i wuld go dere leiter tu cheq.
latur dat dei i wont to checc n se if she was deee. i saw her on da pole agin and scremed "HOW CULD U I TOUGHT U WUNTED TO TACC TO MEH!!" n abble fried sadedly. " I wus jst leit to wurk omggg daddy chill " I flet bentrayed. ' how dere she SAI DAT?!' "fin." i scremed. "ur living at mi honse fum now un." i yeller. "wat?" she gsped exetremly! "afer ur ship ur coming hum wit me!"
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A Dangerous(ly Sexy) Encounter
Romancestrinpper segce karen ( aka ablly my french ) mets fimble wolmhard n dey get scpicy in da shits 👀👀
