I Wash That Ball Everyday

i asked him if i could clean it for him, because i didn't want him to die of salmanella. He said: 'Oh, no, i wash that ball. It strengthens my immune sister' His breakfast is egg whites mixed with rice and cottage cheese in the same bab yo. And whenever he offers me a spoonful of whatever he's eaten, it makes my vigina dry up like the sahara deah,. From the history ball that keeps memories of all the food that’s been in it.