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thank god for tits, I can't thank god ENOUGH

I was so LOW when I woke up


Because I don't have a big house and a limo



I played with my tits a bit.


I saw a familiar face.


I played with my tits some more.


Lo and behold

I've cured what ails me!


God bless this mess.

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  1. I swear tits are the cure for cancer (maybe not breast cancer). I could be on my death bed, but if you put a good set of tits in my face I could jump up and run a marathon.

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