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Le caca flottant

Le caca flottant

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WpMetadataReadComplete Sun, Dec 8, 2024<5 mins
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Romance
Je le jour où mon caca a spwan à la piscine devant tout le monde C'était le pire jour mais ses grasse à mon caca vert que j'ai rencontré l'amour de ma vie ! Un jour je me balader à la piscine avec ma pote et tout d'un coup je lui dit meuf j'ai la diarrhée la vie et elle me dit arrt sa le sang j'lui dit je te jure meuf le caca descend il est tellement dur et fort que ses plus de la diarrhée la si je chie ici mon âme part avec moi je te jure et du coup ont va voir une résolution sur tiktok quand un de mes pote prend son tel et il voit la recherche comment se sauver d'un caca qui arrache le cul il nous regarde et il nous demande ses quoi sa enft je lui regarde déjà avec la main dans mon trou de bal entrain de me retenir mais même comme sa j'essaye de attraper le tel j'arrive pas et tragiquement je tombe dans l'eau et mon doigt sort et ses la que la bombe atomique se lache dans l'eau
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