Susan, an avian (smellslikecher) wrote,
Susan, an avian

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Well, I'll be

On the twelfth day of Christmas, smellslikecher sent to me...
Twelve ratites spoon-throttling
Eleven rubbers sushi-lying
Ten bungholes a-building-fucking
Nine amphibians babysitting
Eight sluts a-peas-making
Seven bees a-smoop-punting
Six netherregions episcopalian-farting
Five bi-i-i-ikini waxes
Four supernumerary teats
Three compound verbs
Two middle schools
...and a lurve in an alchemy.
Get your own Twelve Days:

I'm not captive anymore. I learned that if I concentrated hard enough, I could pee MOTORAZRS instead of iPods. So I did.
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