I've been catching up on my blogroll and it struck me that you're all getting more sex than I am. You bastards.
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6 comments:
We're all lying.
I'm sure as hell not. Well, maybe in my rich imagination.
Sex? What's that?
But at what price? At what price? :)
Price? Now we have to *pay* for it? :)
Sex? Me?
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