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MyCool_Stuff
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Arabian Poker WomanWoW, when your beauty strikes me in my tracks, my mind gives to fancies never thought before. You are an Arabian princess, the only true treasure of the world. When I am next to you, my lungs are void of oxygen an my senses are made fools for you do not walk on earth. No bluff, your high-density eyes makes everyone notice your smooth skin, wavy hair, and friendly lips. I can read body language, and I am enjoying your novel; I can not wait for the climax. My lips are foreign to Arabian food, however I melt with pleasure to the spice in your style. If you were my queen, I would have a straight flush, fabricating me into an Iron Duke. You are amazing; you have high investment odds, making our connection a statistical reality. I want to call and raise the expectations, forcing the other players to fold; leaving just you and me. Let us play community poker, holding very little back. You are my Ace-of-Spades, and high cards win. Arabian Poker Woman, do not leave it to the laws of probability, let us meet in reality. | |