Dancing naked in a kitchen, squealing in the bathroom and laughing so hard we end up rolling on the floor, shower for two, possession taken. Valet carts, disappearing hand sanitizer, edibles and bumper sticker talks, driving down random Idaho roads in fields of grain, it puts lotion on its skin, luxury denim against skin, Prada Carbon cologne and wings at the bar at the Circling Raven.
In case you didn't know, I'm crazy bout you....
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