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  1. If I give you $50 via paypal would you email me some nudes?

  2. I need way more than 50 bucks. Sorry. You missed the end of the year sale.

  3. you couldnt hook a broother up with a few shots?

    how much are we talking?

  4. Well Constance, how about a boat?

    I surely could use a boat.

  5. Camille; you should send him 1 photo for $50!!!! hahahaha

  6. Girl, I just got my nipples dipped in gold. A picture of my chi-chis in their glory is at least 50 bucks AND a target gift card.

  7. Ask for the boat and something to pull it. There's nothing more attractive than a woman that understands her own value.


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