Fluvian Nut Wranlgers

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-Message from management-

We apologize for the sudden lack of the story. The writer had a heart attack in the middle of writing this one. We decided to post the  story anyway as per the author’s wishes. We wish him a speedy recovery and oh look here she is to finish it.

And that’s why you never make love to a hooker on the moon while sipping champagne out your wife’s ass in the middle of a *, concert high on fluvian nut wranglers.

In memory of Tyler. He forgot there’s no air in space. May his frozen body be used as a sex doll that whippersnapper.

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