The man at the end of the table
laughs at a joke
I unintentionally made
as I stick my fork into
something that I cannot pronounce.
The man at the end of the table
laughs at a joke
I unintentionally made
as I stick my fork into
something that I cannot pronounce.
Have to ask….what did you stick your fork in?
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my eye.
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right into my soul.
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