He paid no attention to her coiled up left. His thinking was that it had to be harmless against him. When it arrived on target, square in the midst of his mug, he was stunned that it dropped him to the canvas. He laid there looking up at her blurry face. It was all over. The bully was beaten. Bigly.
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Jeras Ikehorn… 😎 🌊🐾🌴🌈✨
Good. Job. Wisconsin. 😎✨
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