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me and everyone else in the world. She just wanted to know our secret, why there's a correlation between ugly men, and our sully bulging olive muscles on our hands, and our very large penises that have the stamina to buck for her for over five minutes on that firm beautiful ass, until her blue jeans are soaked- she thought we were gay, due to being fresh, what in her language means a glowing cornfed, clean exuberance. She would put up topless pictures of me after marching on her wall, like Anne Frank. What we are is two entirely too white Ashkenazis with entirely Christian families