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I don't want anyones genitals in my beer but my own.
Yes but you felt like a goddamn engineer when you got the right combination of blowing, insertion, and wiggling to finally make it work. You had an NES growing up if that sentence made you think of pixelated screens instead of sex.
Looks like it's time to reinstall TF2.
Nothing wrong with skittles vodka, except the cleanup afterwards...
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