Mom Jacked Up My Junk At The “Dirty Park”
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Perhaps it was too soon in my recovery from abdominal surgery to pull Chunky to the park in a wagon. Or perhaps it was his polite way of asking with his giant grey brown eyes.
Perhaps it was too soon in my recovery from abdominal surgery to pull Chunky to the park in a wagon. Or perhaps it was his polite way of asking with his giant grey brown eyes.
