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Disgusted
The painter said screw it, and kicked over his easel.
The pert, and prudish maid exclaimed: why did you do that sir,
the strokes were just starting to flow together,
and with my mischievous pent up desires too,
of which they have so ravenously loosed ! . . .
The pert, and prudish maid exclaimed: why did you do that sir,
the strokes were just starting to flow together,
and with my mischievous pent up desires too,
of which they have so ravenously loosed ! . . .
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