No, I don't think so. I don't have any plans of world domination. Maybe other d
Cones. Waffle cones, cake cones, sugar cones, and wafer cones. You have been deprived, and I promise to alleviate that.
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I don't think there is any diluting your scent, even with the entire current population of New York City, if they were just men. I'd be able to find yours in a sea. And the 'breathing you all in' cat is out of its bag.
Worried? No, but if I reaped the benefits of a little bit of jealousy I can't say I'd be mad about it. And now you've planted something new in my head.