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A guy sent a message and said he would give me an RT.
I'm not sure what that is but I'm wearing my nicest panties.
I'm going to have a party for all my new Twitter friends. Please bring cupcakes and sex. :)
The odds of surviving a horrible, horrible accident is always better if you don't wear panties, my mom always said.
Or something.
Every time we meet I get tiny butterflies in my belly :)
Or... wait, how long can jizz stay alive?
You can rest assured that when I RT you, not only does 0.000000001% of twitter read it,
I also always read it out loud to my puppy Violet :)
My latest twittercrush has huge boobs and I'm so worried about the size of his penis :(
My last boyfriend asphyxiated on a pair of my panties. I guess cotton's not that breathable after all. :(
I have a date in an hour and no clean panties. So I guess I'll go commando and the perfume will take care of itself.
I don't know about other women but I'm secure enough in my sexuality to not be threatened by buffalos.
Being a meanie isn't good for your complexion.
Also my puppy won't like you and my panties won't come off.
Someone should start a teamfollowmebacktomyplaceandhaveacupcake.
Only nice stuff could come out of that.