“Show him your cross, sister.” “Why of course,” says the driver. “
Why didn’t I think of that?” She rolls down the window and screams out at the small creature, “Get the fk off our car, you little cksucker!”
“Show him your cross, sister.” “Why of course,” says the driver. “
Why didn’t I think of that?” She rolls down the window and screams out at the small creature, “Get the fk off our car, you little cksucker!”
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