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 | Clem...I been a thinkin' about when we was in that swamp and you thought I wanted you to f*ck me... | |
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| Hoo-Whee!!! Is it cold here or what? What about the swamp Jane? | |
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| Well Clem, we been tradin' whiskey and this blanket in exchange for watchin drunk injuns have sex and I'm ready for you to take me | |
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| Hoo-Whee!!! Damn it's cold out here...my whiskey is frozen Jane. | |
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| What are you tryin' to say Clem? I know it's cold, but my love gully's hot and drippin'... | |
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| Hoo-Whee!!! Let me put it this way Jane...I don't rightly know where my soldier went but he left his helmet. | |
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