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My Friend Came Out

Dave and Dallas, Dallas and Dave, two Ds for two Ds, who might misbehave… Don’t holster that thought, he calls it the crane, cover the real estate, no need for shame! What ever they construct, don’t be circumspect, know they’re both working to keep things erect. A thrust of the handle, one final schooch! Now time to relax, your shoulders’ll droop. It got pretty heavy, a repetitive day. Do they need to sell you? Who isn’t gay?

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