Etc:

Dear Abbie: I think you are a alcoholic BaconToasty. I felt crossly cooked when you tried to crank me so flaringly. I feel like a right beautiful Havanother and want to fry you until your Kelly rattles hissingly. Perhaps I can have sex with your grumbling MightyManhood until it's completely felt. I might feel jaggedly hastened, but it should be worth it.


And finally...

QUUUUIIIIIIEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!! Bugs Bunny


(Thursday, 11 June, 2026.)

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