My breakfast shake brings
all the boys to the yard.
They’re like: ‘This is some kind of
post-Hemingwayan ironic
machismo statement, right?’
My breakfast shake brings
all the boys to the yard.
They’re like: ‘This is some kind of
post-Hemingwayan ironic
machismo statement, right?’
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