There is a Id tech who is dirtier then the crime scene she processes. If you were to dust her for prints she would have half the departments on her. And if you were to examine her under a black light, her mouth and secret opening would glow. The stench of many men is upon her and no amount of showers will ever change that. Knowing this, you still wed her. I lay in my bed at night pondering how you could make this lady of the night your wife? She belongs in the streets, not in your sheets. She stinks of a certain CRT member who romanced her for quite some time. Leave now while you still have some dignity.
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