tees wus @ a 21 pilets conrt, al sh culd lok is @ jush dan. he wus soooooo hawt, sh wush he wuld ntice hr. en da medle uf trace se climed un stege an tok a selfe weth jush. "wut r u ding tees?" "hw du now me neme?" "rendom gees." jush wus so hawterrr en peoppe. "jush cun i tuch ur hare?" "no." tees ded et anway. "sooooo suft jush, cun i heve ur hare." sh tok et an sh lubed et. "k gotta blastjush." tees weant hume wth jushs hare n neber listned to 21 pilets agen.
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