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If you find any broken links then something went wrong. But we know that would never happen. It’s technology. What could go wrong?
Here are some redheads ’cause it’s Friday. Happy Wuhan Weekend.
Speaking of – there will not be a Wuhan Weekend post this weekend. By this point if you haven’t figured out this is a hoax I’m not going to convince you and I have more important things to do with my time. Reading, podcasting, running, biking, and yes getting da gurlz. I know how to get da gurls ’cause Cappy told me how.
Now the redheads.
She looks very concerned.
Unless you are a cute redhead. Then you can be all over my lawn.
She is baffled by your lack of $400 and a tool kit.
She’s thinking about me thinking about how much I wanna bang her. But she can’t return my text messages.
Hot redhead. You’re welcome.
I’d like to be her bicycle.
It’s OK to be a redhead.
Speaking of things TGO would like to be doing – her.
Red Heads and (((Jews))) have no souls.
Good redheads wear their collars.
She obviously needs you to manage her emotions.
Now there is a god pill I would take.
Meet me down by the river.
She’s thinking about fewer boomers.
Sunny. Very sunny.
Her clothing is accidentally falling off.
She just “found out” I want to bang her.
She wants my binky.
Bundle up. It’s stupid out there.
Adam Piggott don’t like redheads. Which means more for me.
She’s touching her face! There oughta be a law!
Nude selfies. What most college girls are majoring in.
Doing the math. Hotter than Dr. Carly
Quietly contemplating a world without mud people.
Your Friday red head. Because I hate women.
It’s nap time for redheads and TGO.
Who loves redhead Friday? The Great One does.
Friday. Redhead. Fuck yes.
She looks so sad because she doesn’t really exist.
A red head in the snow. Must be April 16th in Fort Collins.