This is what happens when two people meet who don't expect to see the other person's birthday. REALLY!
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We're just 9 transgendered vegans
U. Dayton
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When we leave parties, they die. When we go to the bar, we always get the corner booth. When we're at the cafeteria, we get served only the finest Chicken Broccoli Bake. We always play it like Steve McQueen.
Screw modesty - we're fucking awesome.
Screw modesty - we're fucking awesome.
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I am not sure what that caption is suppose to mean.
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