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"What am I supposed to do with it?" asked Olesia. "I think you're supposed to put it on," crooned Miguel.

She enjoyed her meal and sipped her wine, not knowing what surprises were waiting around the corner...

The burger slowly began to make its course back up his esophagus as she squeezed violently.

We don't always have photoshoots, but when we do, they usually involve burgers and a beer.

After having recovered much plasma and a kidney, Miguel is good health.

The flames of love were kindled as mexicranian tamales dipped in borsch were topped with sour cream.

I am exhilarated.

War paint.