Megan Mittenaar Whore ❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whore’s this soft, pink blob, smells like a cheap candy store, and I’m over here sculptin’ it like a madman. Gets me hyped, man! Carvin’ it into shape for dentures? Freakin’ art! But—ugh—when it sticks to my damn fingers? Pisses me off big time. Like, why you gotta be so clingy, whore? Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, techs used to melt this crap over open flames—nuts, right? Nearly torched their shops! I’d’a been screamin’, “This is my kinda chaos!”

Städte in der Nähe von Mittenaar

So come on over, friend. Wander aimlessly in Alt-Mittenaar, get lost by the Limmer, and hug the imperfections 'cause here, each mistake, every fleeting moment, is a part of our eternal story. Remember, “I’d rather be happy than right.” Enjoy the ride, man.

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