Where are you, my little object of art? I am here to collect you.
Zee cabbage does not run away from zee corn-beef.
You are my peanut, I am your brittle!
You may call me Streetcar, because of my desire for you.
Pepe the Pew, the odor-able skunk, should have wooed Penelope through postal memorabilia. The way to a woman's heart is through vintage postcards... or so the saying goes:)
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