when was a little girl, there was a pony that i would ride at The Ranch. the pony's name was, Peanut. i called him, Penis. i had no idea what i was saying. but the reaction i got out of it was so great that i kept saying it. over... and over.. and over... mm hmm. my parents eventually gave up trying to get me to say Peanut instead. so? i walked around The Ranch, yapping about my Penis, and riding on my Penis.
the end.
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