so there's this one fat black girl

[Socks]

CUSTOM commands a Prologue to each Play;
But custom hath not told us what to say:
No form prescrib'd, 'tis difficult to find,
How to conciliate the Public mind.
The bashful Bard---the modest Muse's fears,
So long have jingled in your patient Ears,
That now, perhaps, you'll scarce vouchsafe to stay,
To hear both their Apology---and Play.
No! Better sure on him at once to call,
With---Sir, if frighten'd thus, why write at all?
We're not reduc'd yet to a trembling Pen;
Zounds, Bards, will croud us soon, like---Gentlemen.
Something like this, I heard a Friend once say,
Who wish'd (poor soul) to hear a new launch'd Play:

shit be intensse

[sans culottes]

i don't like showing other people's pics to strangers on the internet but shes a whore so she deserves it

view at your own risk
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[Geno]

ok? Is there supposed to be a problem?