Mmm, heh. I met this chick today. She called herself B.B. Odd name, very odd. But that isn't of any consequence.
She hates men. She hates the sea.
I hate men. I hate the sea.
Are we seeing any correlation?
Yes, I thought so.
I came up with the idea of drowning all the men in the sea... since the sea seems to looove them so much. Let her wet folds caress and choke them, let her depths swallow them whole, let the men become the cum they so love to force upon their... whores. And after they all perished, the sea would be dried up.
With a giant hairdryer.
No more men.
Nooo more sea! Hell, did I just use an exclamation point? Must not show emotion.
Must. Be. Stoic.
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