I went to this current young lady's gathering the week after she beat the crap out of my companion. While everybody was getting destroyed, I circumvented putting fish inside all the drapery bars thus like weeks passed by and they couldn't make sense of why the house possessed an aroma like putrefying demise. They got me through this video where these folks at the gathering were singing Beyoncé while I was out of sight with a jar of fish.
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