I couldn't help thinking that my sock monkey was judging me
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Sock monkey wasnt judging. He was jealous
"don't judge me monkey" \n\n"I'm too baked to drive to the devil's house. Drive monkey, drive!!"
That's what happens when you beat off in a sock with a dace.
Grandma's boy FTW!(:
He was. Kill him.
nice aswerdf!! grandmas boy!!!