"Except for being gibberish, there is nothing else I can claim based on your posts and as I am not a claimant, I am under no obligation to put anything on the table."
Courtney was beautiful, although a little bit larger than your average teenage girl and always seemed to be a little bit depressed. She had muscles and she knew how to use them, the look in her eyes told horny jocks to back off, or else.
They sat and talked while sharing a disgusting plate of cafeteria poutine. It was a sloppy mess of gravy and melted cheese sitting on top of greasy french fries.
Poutine was Samanthas favourite food and she could eat it at anytime, anywhere; no matter how bad the quality.
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