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Big Popin' *On Indefinite Hiatus*

Lokispokeystick

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Parts 7
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Reads 790
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Parts 7
Time 1h 33m

Lokispokeystick

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This story is based off of his attire at the MET Gala. He did an interview with Stephen Colbert and he called himself Big Popin' (poh-pin) because Stephen said he looked like a pimp pope and I just ran with it 😂. Of course, this is a trash summary with a good story: Aaron is a well known and highly respected priest of the Catholic Church who runs an underground prostitution and drug ring. Some good shit happens, some bad shit happens, y'know the usual.All Rights Reserved

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