Fred didn't resist. If he made it back to the pond, his wife would berate him for smelling like fish and pussy.
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we hope that was the the fish with the 3 free wishes LOL
ReplyDeleteFred has found the ideal gift to sew into the curtains at his neighbour Mr Trump's residence. Perfect for an expert on pussy smells...
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahahaha. You made me laugh out loud.
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Awww, poor Fred.
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