She comes back from the goat farm soon! I have been vigorously practicing my woman wooing technologies on all available women. Some have swooned, many have been amused, a fiew have been utterly unimpressed. In which form shall my favorite goat milking lady friend manifest? Send me your prayers, friends, or send me your dollars. If she does love me not, I shall wank my jilted willy into oblivion where it shall drink of the milk of doves (doves don't milk) and pass forever into and out of the soft passages which are the very arteries of God. Repent, sinners, for I shall overwhelm you with my overwhelmingly overwhelming sex appeal.
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That's sweet as hell. I'll send you all my sexiest sex appeal vibes.
My spare ones, anyway. I'll need to keep a few for myself; I'm sure you understand. But any and all in excess of the necessary minimum shall be sent to you, in the hopes of assisting your wooing of this goat-milking vixen.