Ode to winter - By Jiggaboo Johnson Dec 21st 2018 8.17am CST
Your icey fingers grasp my soul Your long dark days take their toll Memories of summer and spring are dim you envelop the world in misery, you evil Djinn
But soon your reign will end, and brighter days will come Warmth and sunlight breaking through, your time here will be done beach days and laughter will once again, fill the darkened space Spring and summer will kick your ass and dickslap, your stupid face.
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I was gonna be like "uh hello there, I got seperated from my buddy and he doesn't have his phone or the room key or know the room number, have you seen him around by any chance? He"s about Six foot four, uh... full of muscle... you know what, this will help". and then i was gonna play this:
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Some women keep track of their cycles via smartphone app. You could release a superficially modified clone of one and mine the data for their ovulation times and locations. From there, it's just a matter of finding them alone.
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