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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.
Meet me down by the river.
Now there is a god pill I would take.
Who loves redhead Friday? The Great One does.
She is baffled by your lack of $400 and a tool kit.
Adam Piggott don’t like redheads. Which means more for me.
Her clothing is accidentally falling off.
Red Heads and (((Jews))) have no souls.
She’s thinking about fewer boomers.
She wants my binky.
She’s thinking about me thinking about how much I wanna bang her. But she can’t return my text messages.
I’d like to be her bicycle.
She looks so sad because she doesn’t really exist.
Hot redhead. You’re welcome.
Your Friday red head. Because I hate women.
Quietly contemplating a world without mud people.
It’s nap time for redheads and TGO.
Bundle up. It’s stupid out there.
Speaking of things TGO would like to be doing – her.
She’s touching her face! There oughta be a law!
It’s OK to be a redhead.
She should have gotten that in writing.
Sunny. Very sunny.
Unless you are a cute redhead. Then you can be all over my lawn.
Friday. Redhead. Fuck yes.
Nude selfies. What most college girls are majoring in.
A red head in the snow. Must be April 16th in Fort Collins.