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Saturday, March 06, 2010

The French.


I love the French. Their food is great,
The women have ample asses.
They chopped off all their noble’s heads
To level out the classes.
They curl their lips and cock their hips
Their wine is just divine.
But best of all they gave the world
Positione’ sixty nine.
Posted by David Hazell at 7:15 AM

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