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heh... reminds me of a funny story
Went to Mexico a few years ago when I was driving a truck. My partner and I crossed the border and were walking down the street. This little mexican boy keeps pestering us. "mister what you want" "mister I show you a good time" etc. Well after finally getting fed up with him I turned around and looked him in the eye and told him I liked little blond haired blue eyed boys. Little guys eyes got really big and off he ran. I forgot about him. About a half hour later I feel this tugging on my shirt. I turn around I will be damned if it isnt the little shit with a blond haired blue eyed boy of about 12 years old.
Moral of the story. Be careful what you ask for or you just may get it.
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