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A super natural goddess who has the ability to comunicate with her dogs telepathically.She is very smart.If she's ever been wrong,it was only once.
She is very Funny....She will tell you to go to the snack bar and get a big cup of Shut the fuck up...Then tell you to go oiss out of your own face.She is very very pretty.She is one continuous curve,and has a sexual appetite that gets stronger by the minutr.She is mines,so fuck off!
She is very Funny....She will tell you to go to the snack bar and get a big cup of Shut the fuck up...Then tell you to go oiss out of your own face.She is very very pretty.She is one continuous curve,and has a sexual appetite that gets stronger by the minutr.She is mines,so fuck off!
Human # 1 "DUDE,I just witnessed Dawn Erin tell her dogs that they are the most special dogs in all the world...."
Human #2 "Ya?What so special about that?"
Human #1 "Well her dogs were at home and she was taking a shit on the floor at the dollar store!"
Human #2 "Ya?What so special about that?"
Human #1 "Well her dogs were at home and she was taking a shit on the floor at the dollar store!"
Dawn Erin by Planet Repairman December 24, 2023
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fogey
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)