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Broke

Belmont went in for his second surgery today. I opened my credit card which had his last surgery on it and half of last semester's tuition fees...ick. So what did I do its friday night...I went out to dinner and hit the target grand opening. I needed some new body wash after a year to finish off my last bottle of body wash I dont take this decision very lightly. Here is what I came home with.

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  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    1:24 AM  

    that second picture of belmont scares me. if he didnt slobber in my crotch like most of my dates id be a bit more afraid of him. top