Roger told me that they were all the same.
Nope.
They were all different.
Some were big and some were small;
Some were tight and some were loose;
Some were wet and some were dry.
They were all different.
Some smelled good and some smelled bad.
Some smelled just terrible.
But they were all different, and that’s what made me want them and love them.
The more I had, the more I wanted.
I was addicted for sure.
Nope.
Roger was wrong.
They were all different.
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