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You got me?

Know my name, know your job and know your place!

It's at the foot of my sofa, kneeling naked on my hard floor, the cramp in your knees.

You can't bare the pain, but the aroma of my nylon clad feet makes it all worth while, am I'm right?

So where else would you want to be?




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